by M. Coronado
A ministry fixer and the diplomat she was sent to soften — three nights, one zipper, and a biometric log that rewrites everything she thought was real.
9 AM, and the coffee is wrong
I took the earpiece out on the second night, and I've spent every night since wondering if that was the moment I stopped doing my job or started.
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