Amanda Stevens - Silent Storm

“Okay. I’ll check them out and get back to you. Anything else?”

“There’s an abandoned army base not far from here. See what you can dig up about it.”

He heard her catch her breath. “You don’t think it was part of Montauk, do you?”

“We know they expanded the operation,” Deacon said. “And we’ve never discovered the other locations. It’s worth checking out.”

“That should keep me busy for a day or two,” Camille said. “In the meantime, keep in touch, okay? Grandfather worries about you. So do I,” she added reluctantly.

Deacon’s features tightened. “I wish you wouldn’t. I don’t deserve it.”

Camille sighed. “You’re never going to get past it, are you?”

A muscle began to pulse in Deacon’s jaw. “Get past who I am? What I did?”

“You were following orders,” Camille said. “You were programmed to—”

“Kill people.”

“You don’t know that for sure.”

“Face it, Camille. Just because I can’t remember doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. I was an assassin. You don’t move on from something like that. There’s no redemption for what I did.”

“There might be,” she said softly. “If you could somehow find it in your heart to forgive yourself.”

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