CHAPTER 42

"Let's not talk about this right now," he said before he began to wash my hair, running his fingers through my scalp soothingly. I believe it was his attempt to make me forget all about what we were talking about.

"No. Let's talk about this. What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You are a risk to this entire organization. I have feelings for you, meaning that I'd do almost anything for you. Even if that meant breaking omertà for your life," he explained.

"So, this means, what? You're going to kill me because you suddenly like me. If you were planning on killing me, why you couldn't have told me before I had given myself to you?" I asked, feeling my heartbeat exhilarate in fear. Actually, I'm not sure if it was because of fear, or if it was because I felt so stupid.

"I'm not going to kill you, Bella. When the time comes for me to erase you, your identity is what's going to be gone. Everyone you know is going to presume you to be dead. You're going to have to disappear from the entire