Chapter 41

• CHARLES
• Days passed. Matilda busied herself with remaking her firewall to something more grounded — more grounded than whatever Fidelis might at any point get past. While she did that, I zeroed in on my work. Everything from my medication shipments to my concealment organizations were moving along as planned. Because of how much time I spent, I scarcely invested any energy at home. It didn't make any difference, however, Matilda never had some time off from her PC
• Hannah sat opposite me. She was wearing an exceptionally huge dark cap that was shifted to the side to match her dark trim. I watched her snatch her glass of wine and bring it dependent upon her dark red lips where she took a taste.