Chapter 17 The Girl Who Wasn't

2:06 a.m. - The Safehouse, Mira's Room

She sat on the edge of the bed, still, like she had been taught.

Back straight. Feet flat. Hands in lap.

Good posture is pleasing.

That's what the instructors always said.

But here, no one gave commands. No one screamed if she moved wrong.

And the girl she was told to replace... was sleepi