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called me. ‘Hey, I was thinking I would just meet you at your house. There’s no need for you to come to the diner.’
    ‘I’m pretty much here,’ I told her. I crossed the street, leaving the library behind me and scanning the diner lot. She was standing outside, her purse on her shoulder, her phone pressed to her ear. ‘I can see you!’
    ‘Oh.’ I watched her face fall. ‘OK, then … listen, before you freak out—’
    ‘Mil,’ I interrupted her. ‘Is that what I think it is?’
    I was across the street, and she was staring at me, and I was staring at the corner of the lot, where a black SUV was facing the diner.
    ‘Ehhh.’ She followed my gaze, not that she needed to, since she was clearly already aware of its presence. ‘No?’
    ‘You’ve got to be kidding me.’
    ‘Just ignore them, Soph. Seriously. The goal is to cut contact, remember?’
    ‘They’re outside my diner!’
    Millie had started unlocking her car and was gesturing at me to join her. But I was making strides towards the SUV. The window buzzed down before I had a chance to slam my fist against it. Dom poked his head out. Unlike Nic, he was the picture of health. His shiny hair was thick and slicked back,and his skin was smooth and olive, like he had just been on a relaxing two-week holiday in the Caribbean.
    ‘Gracewell. Nice day, isn’t it?’
    ‘What the hell are you doing here?’
    I was distracted by a moving blur behind Dom’s head. Gino ducked around his brother and continued his manic waving. ‘Hi, Sophie. How are the ribs?’
    I rehinged my jaw. It was hard to know whether he meant to be rude or inquisitive with his question, but either way, I wasn’t impressed. ‘Fine, Gino. Now answer the question.’
    ‘No can do,’ said Dom. ‘But don’t worry, it doesn’t involve you.’
    ‘My family owns this diner.’
    ‘OK,’ said Dom, cocking his head. ‘In that case, I suppose it involves you slightly. But not directly.’
    Well. This added a whole new layer to the timing and strangeness of Nic’s visit. It was getting harder to believe he had just wanted to see me.
    Gino was tapping out a rhythm on the dashboard with his fingers, but I couldn’t hear any music inside the car.
    ‘Don’t stress about it,’ said Dom. He had stopped paying me any attention and had taken his phone out to play a game on it. Hint received. I tried to see around them, into the back, to check if they had weapons, or just for a clue as to what the hell they were doing there. Surely it wasn’t just for Jack. He wasn’t about to come strolling into Gracewell’s in the middle of the day. My uncle was dumb, but no one was that dumb. ‘Unless you have Jack Gracewell in your pocket,’ Dom droned without looking up, ‘you can take off.’
    ‘Shouldn’t you be off drugging and kidnapping someone,Dom? I know how you like to do that.’ I imagined throttling him and the thought made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
    He bared his teeth at me. ‘Careful now, Gracewell.’
    My cheeks started to burn. A hand brushed my shoulder and I turned to find Millie beside me. ‘They’ve been here all week,’ she said. ‘I was waiting for the right time to tell you.’
    That got Dom’s attention. He flicked his gaze up. ‘Millie,’ he offered, with a curt nod. Gino was still tapping on the dashboard, his chin jutting in and out with the rhythm.
    ‘Dom,’ she hissed. ‘You’re looking greasy as ever.’
    ‘Still juvenile, I see,’ he returned. He glanced at his phone again, drawing his finger across the screen and flicking at something in the game he was playing.
    ‘Shut up, Dom,’ I said, jumping to Millie’s defence.
    ‘So snappy now she knows we can’t touch her,’ he muttered to Gino.
    ‘Let’s just go. Let them have their secrets.’ Millie tugged me away. I went willingly. Dom’s aftershave was overpowering and his attitude was making me want to punch him. ‘Oh, and, boys?’ Millie shouted over her shoulder. The window was already