Chapter 64
Red looked over every feature of the face before her. They were familiar. The shape of the nose, the close bridge where those big eyes almost met under dainty brows. The slight creases at either edge of the mouth. There were hints of freckles on the high cheekbones and she cursed the files they'd used for failing to include this detail. It was subtle but important. The copy had to be exact in every measure. Anything less was a failure that could lead to suspicion or worse. Any flaw could damage the mission. She'd have to add the freckles herself before she left. She examined the eyes; green irises flecked with yellow bleeding into brown around the pinprick pupils. They had shrunk in defence against the sudden flood of light from the open doorway. Red watched how the skin creased delica
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