"Miss Sanders, the deed is done. What use is there in digging up the past?" Olivia’s expression soured. She couldn't believe Sarah was ignoring her subtle hints."Olivia, you’re content being a pawn," Sarah said, her voice steady. "You only live because they allow it, and you'll die the moment they command it. Is that really the life you want?"The more Sarah spoke, the more Olivia struggled to maintain her composure. She wanted to scream the truth, but the "eye" in the corner of the room was a constant, silent threat. She knew that speaking out meant a death sentence.But Sarah pressed on. "Olivia, just because I don't know the specifics doesn't mean you don't. Do the people who work for them ever get a happy ending? Or are they simply discarded once their usefulness runs out?"Olivia’s hands clenched together tightly. She understood exactly what Sarah was getting at. It was true—of the people she knew who had worked alongside her, very few were still breathing. Even lately, she h
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