Liar Liar...

Liar Liar...

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Sophia's family were murdered when she was seven. She was hiding in her parents closet. When she saw them die, she exploded. The men in black all died. But how? Ten years later, she's graduating from high school, but there's one mission she must do. Kill James Hunter. Her high school teaches children from the age of ten to seventeen how to use their gifts. A school to train gifted students into spy's. But who's dirty work are they doing? Was everything she taught lies? Will see do what she was set out to do when she found out the truth, or will she fall into submission?
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