You were wiping down the counter, the rag damp and warm in your hand, when the front door swung open.

And from your left, near the back booth, you felt it. A shift in the air. You glanced over.

Elena, Caroline, and Bonnie were all staring at the newcomers. Elena's knuckles were white around her glass of water. Caroline looked like she'd seen a ghost. Bonnie's face was a mask of cold wariness.