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Desperate times call for desperate measures.” “I don’t care how desperate you are.

For once in my life, I wished Mr. Bradshaw had slipped a tracker into my shoe or my coat pocket. I wished that he was still keeping tabs on me, even when I told him that I didn’t need him to, or that I could take care of myself. Because the truth was that I knew I’d always need help along the way. I needed help now, and at some point in my life I’d need help again.

His hair was red, and his eyes were a color blue that put the ocean to shame.

Honestly, I’m sorry you have no more power over me, but I’m not scared of you anymore. It’s just not worth my time.

I felt my eyes widen slightly, feeling like the kid of the group who didn’t understand anything and was a pain to have around.

I know you’re hurting, Taylor, but grief is clouding your judgement and you need to stay focused. If you attack her now, you won’t win. You know she has the advantage, Taylor. I’ve taught you this. Please, we just need to get out of here.

I love you, Tess,” he told me, tightening his arms around me as if he would never let go. He’d better not. We’d never let go of each other -- not Jayden and me, and not the rest of us. We would always be together; we would always be a team. No matter what happened. No matter what we went through. No matter where our lives took us. We would always be a family.

I ran, and I just kept running. I wasn’t going to stop until I got back to my family; I wasn’t going to stop until I got home.

I tried to blink back the tears that just kept coming. Eventually, I gave up and let my sight be obscured.

I was going to die. I was going to die, right now, right here, before I even had a chance to thoroughly apologize to anyone for what I’d done...before I had a chance to forgive myself. I wasn’t even going to leave with a bang, one final act of dignity or at least the thought that I still belonged somewhere; I would die without even the simple acceptance that I’d done everything I could. Tears welled in my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall. I didn’t want to die crying.

Mr. Bradshaw was, in a way, my second father. I trusted him and wanted to make him proud. But that day, as I lowered myself to the ground in shock, it was hard to believe I was staring up at the same person.

Of course not, dear,” Mr. Bradshaw said, tapping her nose lightly, and she giggled. “It’s never the end -- in fact, in my not-so-humble opinion, it’s always the beginning.

Paige claimed my toothbrush!” I complained to no one in particular. “I forgot to pack my own,” Paige replied defensively, “not that I have one. I haven’t brushed my teeth in months, Tess, I ran away, remember? So I deserve it.” “You could use mine,” Jayden called, only half sarcastic. “What makes you think that has any potential to be a solution? And just because we’re dating now doesn’t mean there’s no such thing as germs!” I called back.

Rosalie had never been one to question or accuse, just to forgive -- but I guess everyone had their limits when it came to tolerance levels, and I’d crossed the line.

Suddenly, power filled me. I swear I’d never felt so happy and overwhelmed with pure bliss in my entire life. I didn’t feel tired at all. I felt like I could run forever. Like I could fly, or lift one thousand pounds. Like I could rule the world... I jerked back, tearing my gaze away from the Didot and stumbling into Jayden’s arms. “Ms. Embers?” Mr. Bradshaw’s eyebrows made a ‘v.’ “Is something wrong?” “It -- it was amazing, but...” “But what? Don’t you like it?” “I don’t want to rule the world.” 
 Mr. Bradshaw smiled at me and shook his head. “You’ll never stop impressing me, Tess.

Taylor, listen to me. I could tell you that it’s okay. That she wasn’t a wonderful person, or I didn’t love her. I could tell you that she’s happier now, and her life would’ve been sad and filled with pain and longing to see her love again. I could say that I’m not struggling with her death, as well as the death of the hope that she could once again be part of my life. But instead I’ll just say that I’m sad, too, sweetheart. That way I can spare you the struggle of detecting the lie in my words.

Taylor,” Nathan said, “Why didn’t you take the rest of us?” “I didn’t want to put you in danger,” she said. “Gee, thanks,” I said. “Hey, I brought Jayden, remember? He insisted on bringing you.” “Gee, thanks,” Jayden crossed his arms and frowned.

That’s not necessary,” Mr. Bradshaw said, “although you are all perfectly welcome in the guest rooms upstairs, I won’t ask you to lie to your-” “Mr. Bradshaw.” Nathan grinned. “You’ve been asking us to lie to our parents from the moment we each set foot in this house. We’re spies; we’ll all find excuses to stay here. No one wants to leave the only place in the city where the Pentagon won’t dare enter. Not tonight. Not after what happened.

That was the problem with training to be a spy and developing your senses to the point that I had. Now, I was constantly alert -- even when I wanted to relax, I couldn’t. I was always waiting for someone to jump out and attack me.

The Didots created happiness and power, or in this case, pain and sadness...but only within its subject’s mind. The power it held was real, but it was not a physical power. It was the power of persuasion, the power of illusion. Mr. Bradshaw was a genius.

The thing is, Ms. Embers, they aren’t exactly on our side.

They might as well have been trying to fit a squirrel through the eye of a needle.

They question me everyday. There’s always bright lights and they give me medicine that’s supposed to make me tell the truth, but it doesn’t work on me. Or maybe it only works when I start talking, but I never do.

Waiting. That’s always what being a spy comes down to, isn’t it?

You underestimate us, Josephine,” Taylor smiled. “A few guards, chains, and a locked door can’t keep a family apart.