Lana's POV I continued to pretend to submit. That's what survival looks like when you're trapped. Smile when Norman wants smiles. Nod when he wants agreement. But gather discreetly every scrap of evidence I could find – messages, meeting notes, names of his conspirators. I hid them in places no one would think to look, building a case brick by brick, piece by piece, waiting for the moment I could use it.
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