Screw him and his secrets. His enemies already know I’m a target, so outing this isn’t going to change a damned thing. I’m already in danger.

Alexi looks livid, his face deadpan, but there’s a hint of a sneer and a dark cloud of ‘I’m going to fucking kill her’ oozing out of him, and I get an ounce of satisfaction that I got to him. He might self-implode when I get on with it. Worth it to get under his skin before he completely ruins me.

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