CHRISTOF
I massaged her forearm slowly. “He is crazy. Although, it’s going to be an untraceable hack. They’d never know who hit them. If they ever find out, I would know it was Roman, which would be stupid. Roman isn’t stupid.”
She hummed thoughtfully.
“It won’t trace back to you,” she said. It wasn’t a question.
“No.”
“And you wouldn’t be doing it without benefit,” she added. “You’d be doing it for something that could change everything.”
That was the most important part.
“It would be once,” she continued. “A single step backward to move ten steps forward.
Her fingers tightened slightly in my hair.
“No one would know,” she said softly. “And afterward, you’d be exactly where you are now. Only bigger.”
I stayed silent.
Pepa leaned down, pressed a kiss to my forehead, gentle, alm
