She took a deep breath and released it slowly. "I'll talk to Fay and see what I can uncover."
"I didn't tell Mrs. Kingston how she died, so you'll need to be careful."
"I will." She hesitated. "Will you be joining us for lunch tomorrow?"
Unease swirled through me. "I've already told you I would be, so why are you asking again?"
She waved my concern away, her gaze suddenly vague. "I'm meeting Fay tonight, that's all. I should have information tomorrow."
Which was the truth and yet, not all of it. That swirling sense of dread increased. "Mom, what aren't you telling me?"
"Nothing, Ris. All is well." She hesitated. "You know I'm keeping stuff in the safe for you, don't you? I mean, if anything should ever happen to me?"
"Mom!" Alarm shot through me and for a moment, I couldn't breathe. "Fuck it, tell me—"
"Ris, it's nothing," she said quickly, as if sensing my distress. "I promise. I just wanted to make sure you remembered, that's all."
It was more than that—I felt it as deeply as I feared for her safety. And yet I knew she wouldn't tell me anything. Not yet. "Is something going to happen between now and tomorrow, Mom?"
If there was, Aunt Riley was going to get a call. If not, I was talking to her after lunch tomorrow.
Mom's gaze snapped back. "No. I'll meet you tomorrow, love. Be careful with your Aedh—they are more than you can ever imagine, and they do not play by human rules."
"Because they're not—" The rest of the sentence died on my lips. Mom had already hung up.
I opened my mouth to say her name and reconnect, then stopped. If there was any immediate danger—either to me or to her—she would have said something. Whatever she was worried about, it would happen after our get-together tomorrow. Which meant I could confront her about it then.
I switched off the computer, grabbed my purse, and headed downstairs. It took me ten minutes to catch a cab, which meant it was exactly one o'clock by the time I got to Alimento. Only to discover the place was closed.