![]() ![]() Her hand hovers next to the ramp release, eager to press it. “Everyone ready?” Farley shouts from the rear of the jet. He grabs my arm, pulling me slightly away. “I think you’ve got it,” Kilorn says as he stands. She is not Maven rings in my head, louder than a bell. “I’m not a fool,” she replies coldly, and I almost punch her in the jaw. ![]() This is merely a reminder, a last glance at the book before the test. After all, Cal and I have both instructed her on how to pass as Maven. Act as if you have a million secrets, and you’re the only one important enough to know them all.” “Look through people,” I tell her, my voice muffled by the helmet. I do what I must, what I wish I didn’t have to, and take Nanny by the arm. The safety belts dangle in my wake, jingling together. I can’t sit any longer, and get out of my chair as fast as I can. ![]()
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