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Chapter 53: Being Hannah

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Xena.

I woke up knowing three things.

My name was Hannah Cross. I had been released from custody after questioning. And somewhere in this penthouse Adrian Yale was already awake, working and filing things about me that I hadn't given him permission to file.

I lay on the ceiling for a moment.

Get up.

The guest room was nice. Everything in it was correct and none of it had the quality of somewhere a person actually lived.

I sat up.

Hannah in the morning. Hannah woke up slowly and deliberately. Ha
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    Xena."The glass," I said.Adrian looked at me."I knocked it off the table." I held his gaze with Hannah's specific steadiness. "Reaching for my clutch. It was an accident." A beat. "Margaret was dramatic about it."Something moved across his face.He looked at me for three seconds. He had weight in every one of them.Then he looked back at the document in his hand."She was dramatic about it," his smile dropped a bit."She's a dramatic woman."He turned the page.I looked at the window and let my shoulders do absolutely nothing that would tell him what the last thirty seconds had cost meThursday arrived the way days arrive when you've been dreading them. Even I didn’t get it, all of a sudden it was morning and the consortium building was waiting somewhere on the other side of it.I stood in the guest bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.Hannah Cross.I'd spent the last two days becoming her in the small ways that mattered. The way she held her coffee. The way she moved thro

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