Alyssa was never a fan of scheming and manipulating but the city of Washington and its notorious residents made her engage in a world of deception and drama. She remembered the days when she served her country in Iran. When life was simple because there were no dilemmas. You simply had to survive, eat and return. There were no second thoughts because war stripped the reason of society away. As she walked down the corridor of the White House, she was just about to enter Merlin’s office when he heard him whispering on the phone. Alyssa stalled and leaned against the wall trying to overhear the conversation. “I do not believe the President has suspected anything. Alyssa wouldn’t dare tell him. She would protect him until the end…” she held her breath before pulling away and rushing towards Erik’s office. If Merlin was the mole, which circumstantial evidence pointed to then, she’d have to inform the rest so they could plan his demise. Erik’s secretary informed her that he had visited the
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