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Chapter 21
21 And yet it was. Even as Taz denied it, she knew it was true. “Jeremy,” but she didn’t know what to say next. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She’d spent the hotshot summer lying about who she was. During her nineteen years in the Air Force, she’d lied about who she’d been. Every day since crossing the border at eleven—and suddenly becoming fourteen because of a new identity—had been a lie. Even before that, while they’d still lived in Mexico City. Some of her first memories were being taught not to mention that her father was an enforcer for a drug cartel. She’d never not lied about who she was. “Oh s**t, Jeremy. I’m such a screwed-up mess. Why are you even talking to me?” “Because you are…were…are important.” “To absolutely no one who matters.” “To me.” And how th
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