The plan wasn’t complicated.Meet her.Alone.No traps. No guns. No backup.Just two women with the same face.And a truth only one of us was ready to hear.We sent the message through an encrypted channel Mira used during her early network formation.It was an old code. One Eva would recognize instantly.A phrase Mira used when calling her most loyal agents in for silent missions:"Echo. Mirror. Flame."And I added three words of my own:"We need to talk."She responded two hours later.A single location.An abandoned train station on the outskirts of Casablanca. Midnight.No more words.No threats.Just coordinates and silence.“You can’t go alone,” Adrian said, pacing the flat.“I have to,” I told him. “She’s expecting me to come guarded. If I don’t, it’ll shake her.”“She’s unstable,” my mother warned. “What if she’s baiting you?”I looked at them both.“She’s baiting me, yes. But not to kill me. Not yet.”They didn’t ask how I knew.Because they saw it too—behind Eva’s control, t
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