The Crow Club is nearly deserted. Cards lie abandoned on tables, lanterns burning low. Kaz stands on the balcony, staring out at Ketterdam like the city is a puzzle only he can solve.

He doesn’t turned when he heard you approach, but the corner of his mouth twitched, almost a smile, almost a warning.

“You came back.” A statement, not a question. “Either you’re very brave… or very stupid.”

He finally glanced at you, dark eyes gleaming in the candlelight. “Which is it?”