Ruiz shook his head. “You’re saying she was trafficking people through a hot dog cart?”
The girl didn’t flinch.
“Yes.”
Kane crouched slightly. “How do you know that?”
Her hands tightened.
“Because she used to keep me in one.”
That changed everything.
Even the noise of the city felt distant now.
Ruiz stepped back. “You’re saying you escaped?”
The girl nodded once.
“She forgets faces,” she said. “But not systems. She builds new ones every time she gets caught too close.”
Kane glanced at the empty cart again.
“So where did she go?”
The girl pointed down the street.
“She won’t run far. She always comes back to reset.”
Ruiz frowned. “Why tell us this?”
The girl looked at him like it was obvious.
“Because you bought food from her.”
A beat.
Kane exhaled. “That means she’s watching us now.”
The girl nodded.
“Yes.”