The eighth time, I was so afraid of another rejection that I didn't tell Paul.

Sitting here now, I was endlessly grateful I hadn't.

But he knew how badly I wanted to avenge my parents. What possible reason could he have for blocking me at every turn?

"The background check I asked you to run on Eleanor. What came back?"

Jasmine's hand froze on the lid of the takeout container. She looked up at me, dead serious.

"We believe Eleanor is the daughter of the man who led the operation that year."