Evan agreed, though curiosity tugged more than obligation. The venture deals on his plate could wait. Something about Lena’s instinctive signing unsettled him. It was like he’d caught the loose end of a thread woven into someone else’s life, and he was intrigued.
The next morning, Lena seemed surprised to see them. Margot greeted her warmly, signing with the particular rhythm she used only with people she trusted. Lena answered in perfect sync, subtle affection slipping into her hands. Evan noticed. He also noticed Lena’s posture stiffen the moment he tried to join in.