Novel & Cerita New Identity Book

As the fire burned and ravaged the building, I leaned into my seat and called the person coordinating my plans. "Have a ship wait for me at the port and draw up all the paperwork for a new identity for me. I want the name 'Maeve Emerson' to completely disappear from this world."

Built to function without any one person at the center. My name was still on the letterhead. My book still drove donations and awareness. My involvement was advisory. Monthly calls. Annual board meetings. Enough to stay connected. Not enough to make it mine again when it needed to belong to many people. The memoir had gone into its sixteenth printing. A second book had followed. Different focus. About identity specifically. About what it meant to discover you were someone else and who got to decide who you became after that. It had sold well. Not as explosively as the first. Enough to confirm that the first wasn't luck.

My first thought was that I would have to silence her. “I’m not going to tell anyone. We do what we do for a reason, whatever that reason might be,” she said and handed me a large envelope. “If you ever need a clean start.” I opened the envelope and looked at the package she had compiled for me. The new identity she created was for James McKavanagh and it had everything I would ever need to be him.

Charlotte is the chairman of my class and let me tell you, if any boys try to get into her pants, she will make sure that she leaves the guy with a broken nose and a broken dick. Kayden and Jayden are fraternal twins. Despite being twins, they're very different in some ways; especially when it comes to the type of girls they like. Kayden likes girls who would only be willing for one-night stands but Jayden like girls who can commit to a relationship. But both brothers communicate well with each other, so I guess it is really the twin's thing?

I tried remembering details, no, they only asked for my email. "No" I mumbled and he stared at me confused. "It's not possible, you must have given out your number" he said. "Maybe because I'm a scholarship student" I said and he paused. "Scholarship student?" He queried staring at me strangely. "Yes" I answered. "The school doesn't offer scholarships" he dropped the bombshell and my mouth went wide open in shock. What???

I let the quiet settle into me, filling the places where anger used to live. Michelle spoke first. “I rerouted all the digital trails connected to your identity,” she said without looking back. “Government databases, estate records, even the shadow networks that track high-value assets. As far as the world’s concerned, Selena Pierres died the day she walked off that stage.” I nodded. “And the new identity?” She passed a slim envelope over the seat. “Clean. Global. Untouchable. Your face is still yours, but the name isn’t.” I opened it slowly. Inside, a passport. A new license. A stack of documents that made me into someone else.

"Remember the offer I gave you before? I can get you out of the country tonight." The room fell silent. “Ava, I can’t bear seeing you suffer like this…you deserve better…” He said, while combing his hair slightly. Then he reached inside his coat and placed a small envelope beside me. I stared at it.Angela and Priscilia stepped closer to have a peek. "What is that?" "This is a new identity." My breathing stopped, Priscilla's eyes widened and Angela nearly choked. But David continued. "New documents." "New accounts."

He said gently. “Yeah, yeah. I'm just tired that's all. I'll just go take a nap for a few minutes.” I tried to sound non-chalant and hoped I succeeded. I turned around to go to my room and he didn't stop me. I wouldn't need much. A few change of clothes, shoes, clean underwear. My books weren't important anymore. Anything that had to do with New Dowell wasn't. I had a passport. A couple of them actually, along with a couple of fake IDs. I'd always entertained the possibility of starting life over in another country under a different identity. So far, I only used the fake IDs to get into clubs in secret, but I always knew they would come in handy.

I know so well that talking to him is a waste of time which might even end up causing a quarrel between us. "The new identity you are working on for me, are you almost done with it?" He smiled with a sense of pride, placing some chips into his mouth. "You know who I am... You also know that no one can beat me in this. I am the best! If I can hack into the server of the FBI and also steal a military database, I can do anything, girl!" He let out a laugh, reaching for a place to lean on. “I have created a national identity passport for you and then... I want to create your visa...”

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