Olive shakes her head. "No, it's fine," she says. "I wasn't just going to leave you all on your own like that." If she'd been a little more sure of herself, she would have invited him to stay with her until it all passed, but she promised Eduardo it would be just them, that they'd keep to themselves. She's a little sorry for it now, watching the way Chris just sits and goes on like nothing's out of the ordinary, until she starts to wonder if she imagined that thing wasn't here before. Maybe she's always missed it.

God, no, she's not that blind. Or dumb. And the name she can make out behind him isn't one she knows, but it makes her blood run cold as she imagines the possibilities. "Chris, how long has that been here?"