Benevolence- chapter 19

Angus shivered. “How…”

“I work here,” she said.

“But they’re looking for you.”

“I used my Liberian name, Idilli, to get this job. I guess the government hasn’t figured that out yet.”

“Why did you bring me here?”

“To show you these.” Trudi pointed to the bodies. “It’s the Pierces. They’ve been shot, execution style.”


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