My Father’s Midnight Call Saved Us—But I Wish I’d Never Looked Out the Window

to speak to the real person before I watch the mask come off forever.”

She stepped into the room, gun angled down but ready. “You’re not armed.”

“Not like you,” I said.

Her gaze flicked to the laptop. “You have our communications.”

“I have everything.”

Her jaw tightened. “Sign the papers. Give me the laptop. I walk away, you and Jay live. I can override continue reading …