----Sindy----
I should have known.
Somewhere deep down, beneath the layers of denial and the armor of training, I think I already did know. But the truth always feels different when it slams into you with the weight of betrayal.
When Director Scanlon told me I was relieved of duty, I almost laughed. For a moment, I thought it was some kind of sick joke. Agents don’t get relieved. We get reassigned, transferred, burned out and sent to desk duty. But taken off the board completely? That only happens when someone dies.
Or when someone becomes useless.
And in that sterile little office, with the rain streaking the windows and the smell of his stale coffee in the air, I realized what useless meant. It meant me.
Not because I couldn’t do my job. But because of what I was.
An omega.
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