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a sat at the long wooden table, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the worn surface as her e

cture of Jonathan Black slid out-a sharp-jawed man in an expensive suit, exuding power

he photo, his expression unreadable. Ophelia watched him carefully, waiting

s. "Ophelia, you'll infiltrate his house. You're the perfect choice-small, inn

rn. She hated this-hated the manipulation, the

'll get a business deal in front of him, something tempting enough that he won't thin

posed to do that? We don't even have a compa

back in his chair.

umen

ing up a deal with hotels in Argentina. According t

ook like we own a chain of luxury hotels in Argentina, properties Black will be dying to g

're telling me we're going to sell

ce he signs the deal and hands over the money, we disappear. By the time he flies down th

orate scam. Another victim who wouldn'

on her, watching, waiting for her to

y on the inside will tip us off when Jonathan Blac

Ophelia

Just enough to get him to stop and take you to a hospital.

ing the weight of the ro

"you're going to need a little

frowned.

to make him uncomfortable enough to bring you home. Once y

neath the table. Another

voice low and firm. "You under

ile and nodded.

she couldn't breathe. She excused herself, r

ng music drown out the world-the lies, the schemes,

y from all of this. No more stealing

she had a r

she curled up on her be

after he

in bed, staring at the ceiling, her mind restless despite the exhaustion weighing down her

in lying there, pretending she could rest like an ordinary pers

's Poin

p and be someone else. But

a thief. A damn good one. My famil

whoever they were-probably didn't want me, so they dumped me in an orphanage. But I don

and had a sharp eye for things most kids wouldn't notice. He saw something in me. So, he took me home, and that's where I m

lans. He didn't take me in to be his d

s. Trained to be his

. Well, at least one of them. Ethan and I had been inseparable since the day I was adopted. William, on the other hand,

y father asked of me. I had a gift-he saw it, and I n