rembling body. Her eyes we

, sharp nod to t

led out a medical syringe filled with a clear li

red against her ribs. She scrambled bac

knee onto Chloe's legs, pinning her to the floor. He

d, but she co

found the vein in the crook of her elbow

the plun

seconds, the room began to spin. A heavy, suffocati

abbed a handful of Chloe's h

elling of mint and malice, "the papers will say Mrs

letely slack. She lay paralyzed on the floor,

n the stairs. The heavy foot

shing echoed from the ground floor. The sharp, ch

ch st

oorboards. The heat hit t

stairs, followed by bright ora

inch, toward the discarded trench coat she had thrown near the closet earlier. Her trembling fingers dug into the fabric, finally brushing against the cold plas

emergency bu

ed. "911, what i

ezed, her throat bu

, wailing cry of a siren pierced the roar of the flames. Th

years

ceiling of Boston South Station. The smell of r

ress train sat idl

nel suit and oversized black sunglasses that covered half her

oman she was before Axel Sterling had tried to erase her, and the na

ear-old boy, Leo. He wore a miniature navy blazer a

l, Mia. She wore a pink dress and clutched a stuffe

checked their tickets and poi

. They found their leather seats. Chl

ling out of the station. The city bui

erhead speaker c

rofessional on board? Please report to Car

r sunglasses. Her eyes were sharp