Chapter 86 The Broken Truths

• Serena found her way. She returned to Washington on October 16th, a Tuesday, where all the staff and bosses at the CIA headquarters were too engrossed with their work to expect her return.
• With her heart carrying the bruises of Stefano’s dungeon, Marco’s shadow still lingering at her back, and a fetus to worsen the situation, she believed that if she could at least confront her superiors, then maybe she could demand answers and take back some measure of control over a life that had spiraled into betrayal and confusion.
• As soon as she stepped through the highly advanced security glass doors that scanned her identity, it didn’t take long before all eyes fell on her. This was a familiar feeling, being stared at while walking down the aisle, but this time the eyes held no admiration. They looked at her with suspicion, with disbelief, with the kind of expression that said, you shouldn’t be here. Or worse—you shouldn’t be alive.