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the executive entrance.”

“Thank you, Agent.”

I ended the call.

The refrigerator hummed in the kitchen. Across the room, a younger cousin laughed at something unrelated, not yet aware the whole room had tilted.

Aunt Sarah’s voice was small. “Why did that person call you chief?”

I pulled on my coat. “Someone’s life depends on it. I have to go.”

“Wait.” My continue reading …