"I can call Peter right now," Zoe said, reaching backward to hook her fingers round the strap of her bag and pull it over. "When's Indigo going to be back?"

"Dinnertime," Rachel said in a hollow voice. "If it's true... you can't let her know I know. Zoe. She can't know that I know."

"It's okay, we'll be totally subtle," Zoe said, dialing Peter's number. So maybe there was something supernatural going on! Her instincts had been right! Hah!

Rachel buried her face in Danny's shirt, feeling like a hole was being dug underneath her, wondering how long it would be before she couldn't crawl out.