But he kept one dose.
Her earpiece, a near-invisible filament in her cochlea, crackled. emma hix secret agent
Emma stopped. The cold stone in her stomach cracked open, releasing a flood of something dark and familiar—a doubt she had always suppressed, a dream she couldn't quite remember. But he kept one dose
Emma— Mira —opened her eyes. The smoke was clearing. Control was gone, too. He had fled. a near-invisible filament in her cochlea