Naomi’s Pov;

We didn’t speak until we were back in the car.

Cassian drove. I watched the streetlights slide past the window. The restaurant disappeared behind us as it had never mattered, but my body knew better.

My shoulders still felt tight. My hands hadn’t stopped shaking yet.

“You did well,” Cassian said finally.

I didn’t answer right away. “He wasn’t afraid.”

“No,” Cassian said. “But he was rattled.”

“That’s different,” I said.

“Yes,” Cassian agreed. “And more useful.”

The radio crackled. Rubio’s voice came through. “We’ve got movement.”

Cassian’s posture shifted instantly. “Talk to me.”

“Eldon didn’t go back to his usual spots,”

Rubio said. “He changed vehicles twice....