Jennifer POVThe final day was here, when the devil who had been behind my predicament would finally be revealed.Croft would be the first to step out, after which I would call Lucy, and then we would drive to the hotel. He stood by the front door, keys spinning once around his finger before he caught them. His face was calm, almost casual, but his eyes held a warning meant only for me.“Remember,” he said quietly, stepping closer, “nothing slips. Lucy must believe everything is unfolding exactly how she wants.”I nodded, forcing my expression into something fragile. “I know.” His thumb brushed my knuckles, grounding me. “Trust me.”“I do,” I whispered.He pulled my face closer to his and kissed me. He opened the door, the sound sharp in the still house, and walked out. I watched from the hallway as his car rolled down the driveway, taillights disappearing beyond the gates.The moment his car was out of sight, I exhaled shakily, letting my shoulders slump as if the strength had draine
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