Nina said something sweet to the dog as Frank gave it a hiss. "Go on, pup," she said, turning a little as if she meant to protect her food from him. Maybe she'd slip him a treat later.

"I promise nothing will come back on you," she said, wondering if that was what caused the furrow in Frank's brows. "I need to find some way to be legal in this country, or look like I am, if I have any chance."

She finished her soup and set it aside as she turned her full attention on Frank again, studying him.