“I’m not her boyfriend.” Finn stepped into sight on my left, carrying my satchel with his duffel over one shoulder. “Let her go, Devi.”

I jerked my arm from her grip and took my bag when Finn held it out. “Who’s her boyfriend?”

“Maddock. We look a lot alike, in a certain light.” He turned to Devi. “She hasn’t met him yet.”

“But he’s okay?” Fear resonated in her voice, beneath an obvious strength and hostility.

“Like I’d let him get hurt.”

Devi looked far from mollified. “I want to talk to him.”

“So do I. We’ll both have to wait until we get to the safe house. Where’s Reese?”

“Keeping watch in the alley,” she said, and when Finn strode past her, headed for the back door, she grabbed his arm, and I realized she talked as much with her hands as with her mouth. “Finn. I want. To talk. To Maddock.”

That was when I decided I didn’t like Devi.

“We don’t have time for this. Come on.”

“Where’s Maddock?” I jogged to catch up with Finn, stepping over trash and dodging broken, oily machine parts while my satchel bounced on my back.

“You didn’t tell her?” Devi called, stomping after us.

“Tell me what?”

“I haven’t had a chance to explain everything yet.” Finn shot me an apologetic glance. “We’re kind of a complicated team, in case that isn’t obvious.” He pulled the door open and gestured for me to step into the alley. “You’ll meet Maddy and Grayson when we get there. For now we all need to concentrate on surviving the trip. Stick close to me, and if I say run, you run. Got it?”

“Finn!” Devi snapped softly.

Finn followed me into the alley. He never even glanced at her.

Though she was still clearly furious, Devi got quiet as soon as the door opened, obviously hyperaware that we weren’t the only ones who could hear her now.

“How do you feel? Are they any closer?” Finn whispered, and it took me a second to realize he was talking to me. And that he was using my transitional state like a radar gun for degenerates.

I closed my eyes and discovered that that panicky sense of urgency was still there. I’d just been too distracted by Devi—and kissing Finn—to think about it for the past two minutes.

“Don’t do that,” Devi whispered, so close to my ear that I jumped. I opened my eyes to find her frowning at me from the doorway, her long, thick, dark ponytail trailing over her shoulder.

“Don’t do what?”

“Don’t close your eyes. You can’t fight what you can’t see.”

“How close are they?” Finn asked, and I tensed when footsteps reverberated from the darkness at the other end of the alley.