TIMOFEY
The moment the two women are out of sight, Piper sags. All the fight vanishes from her face and she looks sad and broken again, the way she did when I first found her. "They don't have a car. I should get them back in here and—"
"I already texted the driver. He's bringing the car around now."
Piper winces. I'm not sure if it's the memory of what she just said or her burn, but I nudge her back to the still-running water. "You have ten more minutes left."
She bends over the sink again and moans when the water flows down her arm. "Ouch."
I think she's going to say something else, but her lips are pressed so tightly together they're turning white. With every passing second, she's leaning further into the sink, twisting her face away from me so I can't see her.
Then I see her shoulders shaking.
I grab her chin and angle her face towards me. "You're crying."
"Don't touch me." She jerks her chin out of my hand.
"Then don't hide from me."
