“I…” She swallowed nervously, looking around carefully, afraid that someone might be watching her.

The feeling had been there for a while, and she couldn’t tell if it was just fear or something more sinister. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry.

“I’ve been involved in a lot of things, Noah,” she added quietly. “I’ve tried hard, gathered information and evidence, but in the end, I keep failing. I’ve only ended up hurting a lot of people. I’m not the good person you think I am.”

He looked at her, puzzled. “Camille…”

She shook her head. “Please, let me finish. I… I’ve tried my best, but I’ve made...