Nora notices them too and steps in front of me—her small hand splayed out behind her in the air like she’s projecting an invisible shield. “What the hell are you doing?” I ask the back of her head. She cuts a look at me like I’ve lost my mind and pulls herself up to as tall as her five-foot-seven stature will allow. “Um—protecting you. What does it look like?” She’s…oh my god. This woman. “Why are you protecting me?” “Because I’m your agent. That’s what we do.” “That is not what you do. Bill never once acted as my bodyguard.” She shrugs a single shoulder. “Not my fault Bill wasn’t as great an
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