Chapter 1

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"𝐀𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧."

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2013

As I felt the sun hit my face, I got up without delay, searching for my phone as I made my way to the living room.

When I opened the door, I noticed Will, who closed his book as soon as he saw me. His dark circles were so pronounced that I could see them from afar.

"Why didn't you go to sleep?" I asked him as he sighed.

"Lots on my mind..."

Pfff. If you say so.

As I started buttoning up my blouse and tied my hair into a roughly done ponytail, I watched him stand up.

"You're lucky, working for Homeland Security. It's an easy gig in there."

"You think so? I'm swamped... I preferred when I worked for the CIA," I calmly replied as he placed his book on the coffee table, a slight smile betraying his amusement.

"That's just because you don't wanna run into your ex..." he implied as I rolled my eyes, deeming it more useful at that moment to direct my attention to my equipment than his painfully well-placed remark.

"How long has it been since you last saw him? Seven years?" he finally asked as I turned to face him, slightly amused that he was more interested in my ex than me.

"What, you want his number?" I questioned in return, with a semi-ironic tone, as he started to chuckle.

I quickly put on my boots and grabbed my leather jacket, sitting on the doorstep to tie my laces.

He sighed.

"Just saying that now if you were to run into him... That would be weird as fuck, no?" he replied, causing my smile to fade quickly.

I found myself staring at my hands without even realizing it, feeling as if, at that moment, they were covered in a deep crimson.

"Are you alright?"

I quickly shook my head.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought. What were you saying?" I asked him as I stood up, handing him his badge as I grabbed the car keys from the entryway cabinet.

"Are you sure you're fine?" he asked again as I stared at him for a moment, already trying to figure out what prompted his question.

I finally nodded, a slight smile on my lips.

"Yeah... Thanks for worrying."

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"20 minutes before the president's arrival." I heard in my earpiece as I continued patrolling the hallways of the university, signaling the students to clear the way as I followed suit.

Judging by their faces, they don't seem thrilled about the idea of seeing the president at a conference.

I mean, he sold himself as the youth of America when he's old as fuck.

As I inspected the last room on my route, I heard a piano melody in the distance.

Curious, I decided to stop, widening my eyes as the melody continued to sing on and on.

That's when a loud thunderclap struck the campus courtyard, almost making me jump. As I instinctively turned my gaze towards the window, I saw the sky turning black, which was far from normal considering it was only 5 PM.

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