Samantha's POV
Royce's message lingered over me like a shadow. Tomorrow will not turn out as you have anticipated. I shall wait. Ever since I first saw those words, they kept coming back to me and caused an unusual mix of anxiety and resolve. He was continually observing, waiting. He seemed to know exactly where we were going, which made me feel like a pawn in his well calibrated game.
Not this time, though.
My anxieties humming under my skin as I walked to the little safe home, I pushed myself to concentrate. Tomorrow was really important. Every last element needed to be perfect. Error was not allowed in this space. This was about recovering our independence, not only about eliminating a strong man now. And I was not about to let Royce remove that from Alex, from me, or from the few o
