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Question for Ava: “In all your long years with the Agency, have they ever given you reason to doubt your orders?”

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“Never.” The word is spoken with such solid resolve that it would be impossible to doubt.

And yet still Felix gives a frown from the chair next to her. “Wait, wasn’t there that thing?”

Ava arches a brow at him. “Thing?”

“Yeah. Before I arrived.” She purses her lips in thought for a moment. “The other agents said things got a bit hairy with—”

Nat’s hand clamps on Felix’s arm in a flash of movement. “That was nothing.”

“But it was—”

“Nothing,” Nat repeats with a frown that has even Felix’s voice trailing off. The frown is reprimanding but softens with a strange kind of pain.

Ava stares out of the nearby window, eyes piercing so fiercely through the glass it’s amazing it doesn’t shatter beneath the force of it.

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 (Is this a hint at things to be brought up in future books...maybe...dundundun ;D)

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Mewsly

🔎👀 A mystery then..

Silver Fair

*___* so curious!!!