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Chapter Twenty-Two

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Chapter Twenty-Two

“I’m not interested,” I said into the phone, shaking my head and closing my eyes in frustration, finally realizing that I had someone on the phone that I’d been desperately looking for. “There are a few things I have to tell you though─”

“You can tell me when we meet,” Honour replied before there was a click and the line went dead.

I slammed the phone down on the bedside table, making Abby sit up suddenly, falling back as she got tangled in her sleeping bag. “I didn’t eat the cookies!” she shouted, blinking her bleary eyes until she seemed to gain some focus, her gaze resting on where I was sitting at the edge of the bed with Jackson wrapped around me, his breath brushing across my neck.

“Cookies?” Jackson asked and I could practically hear his eyebrow rising in the dark.

“What?” Abby asked, shaking her head and running a hand over her face. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing, just go back to sleep Abby,” I said, waving a dismissive hand that she probably couldn’t see in the moonlit room.

“It’s not nothing. I can tell there’s something going on and you know I’m going to get it out of you eventually so you might as well tell me.”

I rolled my eyes at her as Jackson let out a soft chuckle behind me but he stopped quickly and tightened his grip around me. “Who was that?” he asked, his voice serious.

“Wrong number,” I said vaguely before shifting so that I could whisper in his ear. “I’ll tell you later, okay? Abby doesn’t need to be any more involved in this than she already is.”

Reluctantly, he nodded and loosened his grip on me so that we could both get under the covers again.

“You’re really not going to tell me?” Abby asked after a while.

I swallowed hard, biting my lip as I pondered what I wanted to say to her. “Abby, you’ve seen me do a lot of strange things, right?”

“Like when you wore sweatpants to the mall?”

“No, not like that,” I said through gritted teeth.

She let out a sigh and I heard her sleeping bag rustle as she shifted onto her side, propping her head on her hand so she could look in my direction. “So I guess you meant things like taking down armed men as easily as I can apply liquid eyeliner?”

“Yeah,” I said softly, licking my dry lips as nerves fluttered in my stomach. “What do you think…I mean, have you ever wondered why…that is to say─”

“You’re an assassin, right?” Abby said bluntly, making my body go stiff as a board.

“You knew?” I asked breathlessly.

She let out a long sigh. “Do you think I’m retarded? That day in my room when you saved me, that psychopath said some things that were a dead giveaway, Jade. How could I not know?”

“Oh,” I replied dumbly. “That makes sense then.”

She was silent for a while then softly, she said, “He talked to me about your mother.”

“Really?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as my heart squeezed painfully in my chest, missing my mother suddenly. She would’ve known what to do in this situation. She would’ve known that I was going to get that phone call and she would’ve had a plan in place already.