A few days later, just like Esther had worried, her patience finally snapped. She and Fiona already had a meeting set, but with two days still to go, an uneasy panic began to crawl under her skin.

This couldn't be good.

Her instincts were rarely wrong—was something really about to go sideways this time?

Esther tried calling Fiona again and again. No answer. Each ring only made her more anxious.

Sure, the organization had sent her here, but no matter what, that promise she'd made to Fiona back on the island still stung like a splinter in her heart.

If Fiona couldn't keep her safe, then when Esther went back, the chip version of her would be released to the world-and she'd lose everything.

No way. She couldn't let that happen.

The more she thought about it, the more foolish she felt for agreeing so easily before. Now, she was completely cornered.

And with Fiona dodging her, Esther was running out of options.

"Miss Esther, would you like something to eat?" A voice called from the doorway.

phone on the coffee table. It was past 2 a.m. Who would bring her food at this

hadn't called for room

her phone

running


the window. Seventh floor. If she jumped, she'd be lucky to survive definitely

the shower,” she called out, stalling. Then she

broken leg was better than

next door lit up. She peeked out and saw Fiona

rope came flying over to

choice: jump and risk

She went with Fiona.

Fiona was safer than the

carefully across. Jane was waiting on the other side, steadying her as she pulled herself in. Finally, she

accusations, but swallowed them back. Now really

you," she said

she understood why Country M had sent her here. If Esther died, the chip version could take her

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