Color drained from my face.
My heart didn't just drop; it packed its bags, jumped out the window, and hitched a ride to another country.
The Russian lady dropped a smile too wicked to be that stunning.
"Has it been working? Who's the lucky stand-in? Some fantasy boy you drooled over in high school?"
"Stop it," I gritted in a whisper, my eyes darting to the door of Void's office.
Oh, God.
"H—How do you know?" I blinked. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Please," she tossed her head back in a laugh, then looked at me like I was adorable for even trying. "I listened to the recording myself. In fact." Her hand dipped into her pocket and returned with a tiny black recorder. "I have it right here."
I stared at the recorder in disbelief. She wasn't bluffing. She must've gotten i
