Chapter Twenty-Eight
Leigh’s smile had shifted from pinned-in-place to genuine joy before I’d finished feeding her my ideas. She’d paced and made notes on her tablet, nodding while I played naïve and desperate to prove my worth.
It was all so easy.
I rejoined the class, feeling like I might actually be capable of helping Walsh complete his mission so he could kill Holbeck for me. I slid into place beside him in the Tropics Dome, squeezing his hand and giving him a little nod.
My plan was working. I had become a worthy assistant in his mission that could save thousands of lives, and I would earn his help in stopping Project Progeny.
It was all going to be wonderful.
I made dinner for Mari, and laughed with Harper, and didn’t hear Jaime’s voice in the shower.
The message came just bef
