"We're leaving," I say as I take Rissa's hand and then grab our newly packed bag.
"What? You're not going to introduce me?" Sergio's eyes linger on Rissa, and I step in front of her.
"Rissa, this is Sergio. He got us safe passage to Germany." I feel her peek around my side and wave to him.
"It's nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is all—"
"Enough." I scowl at him, and his smile broadens. He's enjoying this more than I like. "Do you have any information for me?"
His smile falls, and he nods as he looks to Rissa and then to me. I've known Sergio since we were children, and I can read him better than most. He's got something to tell me, but he doesn't want to say it in front of Rissa.
"You can speak freely in front of her." As much as I want to keep her sheltered, she needs to know the t
