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Chapter 18: Identity, Poetry, and Suspense – The Price of Lies

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I drove in silence. The weight of what I was about to do hung around my chest like a vice, each breath a little more difficult to take. It had been a straightforward plan—convince the Council that I’d killed Jameson without really doing it. But the execution? That was when things got dangerous.”

Maxwell was sitting next to me, his jaw clenched, arms folded across his chest. He hadn’t spoken much since we’d left Jameson’s safe house, his silence weighing on me more than any fight we might have had.

I was the one who finally broke the stillness. “Say something.”

Maxwell didn’t look at me. “What do you want me to say, Lena? That this is a great plan? That I wouldn’t expect it to explode in our faces?”

I seized the steering wheel more tightly. “We don’t have an alternative.”

His laugh was grim and humorless. “We always have options. You just keep selecting the ones that might kill us.’”

I sighed, the weight of the world settling deep into my bones. “I’m trying to protect him, Max. And mys
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