CHAPTER 20
Hannah paused at the entry to the safe house just long enough to catch her breath. If Mr. Kim was awake, she didn’t want to barge in with a silly grin on her face after her first delivery. The work Moses recruited her for was serious — deadly serious — and the last thing she wanted was for Mr. Kim to think she was too immature to pull it off.
She donned a neutral expression and creaked open the front door. Mr. Kim sat at the table reading by candlelight. He ignored the hissing tea kettle and didn’t look up when she came in. She wanted to slip to her room and warm up under a big pile of blankets, but he stopped her. “You didn’t get lost or anything?”
She paused just long enough to whisper a reply.
Mr. Kim tilted his chin slightly in acknowledgement. “Good.”
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