Aria's jaw dropped. "Oh my God. Are you like… Bella's secret security detail? What is happening right now?!"
I blinked, stunned. "Wait—are you?"
The girl straightened, her eyes sharp but her tone oddly respectful. "Yes, second boss. You can call me Jo, ma'am." She held out my purse like it was some kind of royal artifact. I took it, still trying to process the last ten seconds.
"Jo," I repeated, my voice still catching up with reality.
The silent one, hauled the mugger to his feet and spoke for the first time, her voice a low gravel. "He won't be a problem again." She gave him a slight shove toward a black sedan that had materialized at the curb, its engine purring silently. The back door opened as if by magic, and the thief was bundled inside. The car pulled away without a sound, vanishing into traffic. It was so clean, so seamless, it might as well have been a mirage.
