PART 2: THE NAME BENEATH THE BADGE
PART 2: THE NAME BENEATH THE BADGE “Yes, David.” The dining room seemed to tilt around the sound of his name. His chair scraped backward. Lilia looked between us, her expression tightening into something I recognized before she spoke. Calculation. “You knew,” she said. I kept my hands still. “Knew what?” “That we were coming.” … Read more