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        Junsighed."AndacupofHongKong-stylemilktea,"headded,passingthemenuback.

        Hewatchedhertearthroughthefoodlikeananimalhalf-starved.Knowingshewouldn''tansweruntilshewasdone,hebithistongueandwaited.

        Onlyaftershepushedthesecondemptybowlasideandwipedherlipswithanapkininmockrefinementdidhetryagain.

        "Wherethehellhaveyoubeenthesepastfewdays?Andhowdidyouenduplikethis—starving?"

        Reya''sgazelingeredonthegreasytabletop,silencestretchinguntilhisskinprickled.

        "IwenttomeetsomeoneImetonline."

        Jun''sbrowsshotup."Youdisappearedfordaystomeetsomestranger—withouttellingLucian?Doyouevenrealizehowmanymissingpersonflyershesignedoffonforyou?"

        Sheshrugged,idlyworryingatacuticle."IfI''dtoldhim,hewouldn''thaveletmego."

        "Becauseit''sdangerous!"Hishandtwitchedtowardthecuffsathisbelt—nottoarresther,buttoshakesenseintoher."You''reagirl—whatifsomethinghadhappenedtoyou?Assault,trafficking,orworse—"

        "Butnothingdid."Sheflashedasmilethatdidn''treachhereyes."See?I''mfine."

        "Fine?"Junexhaledsharply,hisgazeshiftingtothetwoemptybowlsonthetable."Youcallthisfine?Starvingyourselflikethis?Whatthehellreallyhappened?"

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