Chapter 52 Into The Den Of The Lion

• Ava's POV
• The weight of our plan pulled down on me as I slid into the lovely evening gown. Designed to fit Marconi's unique humanitarian occasion, it was a borrowed facade. The garment gleamed in Eli's apartment's dim light, but it seemed more like a chain binding me to this dangerous work.
• "Are you persuaded regarding this??" Eli's voice came out from behind me, mixed with resolve and worry. Looking in the mirror at me, he adjusted the cufflinks on his tailored suit. Though I could see the tension etched in every feature of the man standing there, he seemed almost the guest.