Audrey’s POVDon’t say it…I didn’t hide the warning in my head.“I know someone is trying to kill you,” I confessed, looking at him with nervousness wrecking through me. He squinted at me, drawing back to stare at me extra hard like I didn’t just speak English. “Trudeau, please say something…you are making me nervous,” I begged him, beginning to get sweaty under the sheets because my heart was starting to pound harder. I tried to adjust, pulling the sheets off me so I could feel some of the breeze in the room. “What do you mean you knew? How long have you known that someone or some people were after my life?” He asked in a stern voice. I swallowed heavily. I should have obeyed the voice in my head and shut the fuck up while I had the chance. “Well, Uh–Claudia told me…the night we went out for a drink after the questioning. We were both getting drinks and she started to tell me about her...profession—” “I know she is an assassin.” He deadpanned. “Oh…” “Well, that’s when she told
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