Cold Hard Truth

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I pushed back from Michael’s desk, my knees trembling as I stood up and began to pace the hard concrete floor. My mind was racing, pieces of a terrifying puzzle slamming together in my head. Why would the Mayor be in that picture? I thought, rubbing my temples. Did he work with the Academy? Drakon stepped into my path, his large hands coming up to rest firmly on my shoulders, grounding me instantly. He looked down into my eyes, his tone calm and steady. "I see you thinking. Think out loud, Kira." ​I looked up at him, my pulse pounding in my ears. "Isaac worked for the Academy. He knew my mother..." ​"Not just worked for them," Michael interrupted, his keyboard clacking rapidly as he pulled up another set of encrypted documents. ​Drakon and I both turned to look at him. ​"He was the D

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