“This is fucked,” she said slowly, as calmly as she could. “You’re a goddamn murderer, Em. There’s no excuse, no reason that anybody else would ever accept. You’re not trying to get money; you’re not trying to save people. All you’re doing is trying to change somebody else’s past. Living in somebody else’s pain.” Em’s face flushed with fury. “So what, then—are you going to turn around now? You didn’t turn back when you found out how many were dead, when you thought it was my team that had died down there. That I’d been down there. What’s different?” What’s different? Knowing Em was ignoring
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