Sam

‘There’s something not right – you being here. It is too convenient, somehow,’ the boy explained with a frown. He seemed as puzzled as she was. ‘And, I can’t have a Blessed girl tagging along, you’ll have us both killed.’

‘No, of course it’s not right, I’m supposed to be on the other side of the Wall,’ Astrid retorted. ‘I’m a Blessed. It’s all a misunderstanding.’

‘That’s not what my informant is telling me, but stick to your lies if you like. It won’t make a difference in the end.’

She didn’t understand Sam; he said he was one of them, but there were too many things about him that just didn’t add up. He was right about one thing: it would make no difference in the end.

He had this crazy plan. What he did not know was that so did she – only her plan was making sense – and she would stop him from turning into the killer he said he wasn’t.

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