“Why’d you join the Agency in the first place? Why choose the CIA over Ella?” Jesse stopped in his tracks but only managed out, “I need to do a perimeter sweep.” He removed his gun from the back of his pants that’d been hidden beneath his shirt, and when he turned to see Rory, her eyes were glued to the weapon. “Why? Tell me that, and I’ll leave you alone,” she pleaded. He slid the muzzle of the gun alongside the outer part of his jeans. “Why does it matter? All that matters is that I did it. And you know what depression is? Focusing on a past you can’t change and letting it hurt your
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