“What? You can’t do that!” Izabel said.

But Andy put her hand on Izabel’s hand.

“They can?”

Andy nodded.

“It was amazing you got approved in the first place—the chances were so slim,” Paz said.

“They want my husband at the training center in the capital.”

“But they don’t need him there. And I need you here.”

“There must be a spare house,” Andy said, “somewhere they can go.”

“Or the house of someone who is leaving,” Izabel said, as the idea struck her.

Paz looked surprised. “We can look into that.” Then she looked at Andy. “For now, maybe she can stay with you?”

“Yes. She can. You can,” Andy said.

“What about the girl?” Izabel said.

“Who?” Paz said.

“The girl I saved. What will happen to her?”

“I don’t know.”

“I . . . I will take her in.”

“Izabel,” Andy said. “That’s a big thing to say.”

“I’ll find out,” Paz said. And she left the room.

Izabel didn’t like being in the car. She knew nothing was wrong, but it was putting her on edge. It didn’t help that Andy was so calm and quiet beside her, looking out the window like the rows of houses weren’t unnerving, like there couldn’t be a man between any two of them.

At Andy’s house, Cami ran into Izabel’s arms. “I missed you,” Cami said. It was the first time she’d said that in a long time.

“I missed you so much.” Izabel kissed her all over her face and neck until Cami wriggled free, laughing and screeching like Izabel was chasing her.

“Are you okay?” Kaito said.

“Yes,” she said, though she could feel that wasn’t true. It wasn’t even noon yet and she had no idea how she would get through the day.

“Can we have a minute alone?” Kaito asked Andy.

“You can use my room,” Andy said.

They all knew the walls were thin enough that everything would be heard, but the perception of privacy was enough.

“What is it?” Izabel said.

“I can’t get over that you were out there. That you were near him. I should never have let you go out last night.”

“I don’t blame you.”

“I blame us both!”

“What was I supposed to do?” Izabel asked.

“I don’t know. And now we can’t leave.”

“They told me,” Izabel said. When Kaito didn’t say anything, she asked, “Do you blame me for that, too?”

“No, but I don’t feel safe here and we were about to leave. We were so close.”

Neither of them said anything for a minute. Izabel sat on the bed and Kaito paced in front of it.

“You know how I feel, right?” he said.

“I know how you feel.”

“And do you really think he knows where we live?”

“They told you?”

“Andy told me.”