"No."
"Are you going to tell him?"
"Not yet."
Eve was quiet for a long moment. When she spoke, her voice was very soft.
"Why did he do it?"
"I don't know. I'm going to ask him."
"When?"
"When she's stable. Not before." He rubbed his face with one hand. "If I go to him now, he'll tell me whatever he needs me to hear. I want to go in with the facts."
Eve nodded slowly. She looked at his hand where it rested on the railing, at the white edges of his knuckles. He was holding on very tightly.
"Does anyone else know?" she asked. "That it's him?"
"Marco. Armani. Now you."
"And Mike?"
"Mike knows I'm helping Dante. He built a false trail for me this morning, so that Dante's man would stop looking." Dimitri's mouth twisted. "He asked if you knew. I told him I'd tell you tonight."
"So Mike knew before I did."
"Yes."
"Everyone knew before I did."
"Eve...."
