"You have her eyes."
I turned fast. Rylan was there. He stood in the door like he owned this place. Light came from behind him. It made his shadow cover the wall. All those papers were there. My name. My face. Project Ruthless.
"Whose eyes?" I said.
"Your mom's. Green like yours. Same way you look when you're mad too."
I put my hand on my gun. "You knew my mom?"
He walked in slowly. That smile made me sick. "I knew her really well. We all did."
"Who's we?"
"The families. Mine. Damien's. Others too." He sat down like nothing was wrong. "Your mom was something else. Pretty. Smart. Dangerous."
My heart beat fast. "What's Project Ruthless?"
"Your life, sweetheart. Everything you are."
"I don't get it."
"Of course you don't. They kept secrets from you." He got out some kind of tablet
