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NINE
“Has she lost her f*****g mind?”
This morning, I’d woken in Alex’s arms, fully prepared to pack and return to Baldwin’s Shore after breakfast. To go back to my life of lies, changed by the experience I’d had this week. To try to reconcile the old me with the new me.
To work out how and when I’d be able to see Alex again.
But after I arrived in the dining room, Emmy acted as if it was business as usual. She had a plan, she said, exactly as Alex had predicted. Ana and I would steer clear of Ilya, and Blackwood would bring in additional team members to assist with surveillance at the terracotta house. In two hours, we’d have a briefing at the new base of operations, farther to the south, so I did find myself leaving Skywater House, albeit for a different reason. And maybe I was e
