Lilieth
Saying yes to Deoné was reckless—perhaps the worst decision I'd ever made.
It's too late to turn back now, though, because here we are, sneaking out. The sky is moonless, meaning we blend better with the shadows. Although guards are walking up and down the place, it's easy to predict where they're headed, according to her.
"Their route never changes and everyone has a copy of it," she explains with a cheeky grin. "They're a bunch of amateurs."
As I listen to her, I can't help but feel like a true outsider. There's no way I'd ever find this out on my own. So far, everything seems to be going according to plan. We jump over the fence, gripping the vines snaking along the wall to haul ourselves over to the other side.
"We made it," Deoné proclaims. "Now, for the fun part."
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