Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake
Leo added, leaning in with the terrifying observational power of a five-year-old,
"He has your eyes. But he doesn't have your wig. Is this your boyfriend? Is he a criminal?"
"Leo," I rasped, my voice dropping an octave as I closed the door behind me with a decisive thud. I didn't reach for the passport. Instead, I leaned in close, my soaking wet stripes dripping onto his knees. "Do you know what happens when a citizen finds a Level Red document?"
Leo’s eyes went wide. The suspicion was instantly replaced by the addictive thrill of a forbidden story. "Level Red? Like... like the Avengers?"
"Higher," I whispered, glancing at the door with a theatrical twitch of my head. "This is a Deep-Stack C
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