Chapter 5 My Next Move

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A Job well done is what my boss says to me, which I know he's not happy with.

 It's his way of saying I know you can do better than that. 

 Whatever, though, I tried my best of what he gave me to work with.

 At lunch I see my sister Rachel talking to some of my group about what happened on our mission.

 I roll my eyes, when I hear them talking about our mission and how "grateful" they are for having me in the group.

 Everyone calls me a suck up, but in reality I get the job done with no casualties. 

 I mean it's not my fault I'm so good at would I do, and get praised for it.

 My Boss walks into the lunch room it goes dead silent, my boss asks me to meet him in his office.

 I hear people whisper as I get up to leave. I get into my boss's room and he says

 "we need to talk." 

"About What?" 

I ask. "Your sister," he says. 

 "What about her?" 

"I know the truth about her,"

 "How?" "Did some fact checking, and she is definitely not your sister. She's your daughter".

 I gasp, "You're not going to tell her are you?" 

"No, but if you don't start stepping it up like you use to, your daughter would be a good push."

 This the first time in my life that I'm conflicted and  I don't get any advice, what's gonna be my next move? 

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