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“I’ll go,” Leo said. He looked at the camera—at the 50,000 faceless judges—then at Mira. “You’re not angry. You’re terrified. You took the fall at your old job because you were scared no one would believe you if you told the truth. You’ve spent two years pretending to be cold so no one asks.”

Leo’s jaw tightened. He didn’t laugh now. Mira squeezed his fingers through the tape. hjmo-108

“Next clue,” he said softly.

Mira’s stomach dropped. The first secret hadn’t leaked. That was the mercy round. But now the chat would be hungry. “I’ll go,” Leo said