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    After class, she made her way down the steps and joined the throng of students exiting the classroom. When she spied Peter over her left shoulder, she waited until he had left the class before ducking back inside. Waiting until the students were mostly gone, she approached the instructor.
    “Pardon me, Professor, but I was hoping you could answer a question for me.”
    “Yes, Miss Michaels? What can I do for you?”
    “When I was at the cocktail party the other night, I accidentally left one of my books with a student, and I was hoping to find out his last name so that I can track him down to get it back.”
    Reaching for the class roster, “What’s his name?”
    “Peter.”
    “Well, I’m afraid that you’re out of luck because there’s no one in this class by the name of Peter. Here, see for yourself.”
    Bethany took the roster from his hand and quickly scanned the class list. She hoped that he didn’t see the slight tremor in her hand as she set the roster back down on the table. “Thank you, sir; I must have gotten the name wrong.”
    As she walked out of class, she spotted her handler walking across campus and sprinted to catch up with her. Looking at her in surprise, she waited for Bethany to speak.
    “I think I know who broke into your office.”
    When they parted, Marci promised to track down any security footage of males answering Peter’s description and would run them through the FBI’s facial recognition software. Bethany agreed to meet back at her office early Thursday morning to review what she found.
    The next two nights were difficult for Bethany, as she felt as though she were being followed everywhere she went. She found herself taking circuitous routes places without trying to give the appearance that she was trying to lose a tail. Vadim had not returned from New York yet, and she wished that he would hurry as she felt safer knowing that he was around, even if she didn’t know the status of their relationship.
    Was this nothing more than a tryst for him? As Bethany contemplated her feelings for him, she had to acknowledge it was far more complicated than she would like. It wasn’t merely the fact that it was her job to gather as much intel about the Drobilka cartel as she could. She had grown attached to him and feared that her feelings might soon cloud her judgment when it came down to him or her career.
    Both her handler and Sanderson had warned her about getting too close, but it had happened so quickly, she wasn’t sure that she would have done anything differently. Not even if I had known who he really was? she asked herself as she contemplated her answer.
    Was my past clouding my judgment? Bethany wondered. Spending her formative years in a house with an abusive stepfather who was now doing time for the death of her twin made growing up both quick and difficult. Her torso was covered in scars from when he would go on his drunken rampages, although as drunk as he was, he was always careful not to leave marks where others could see.
    Shaking her head, she tried to pull her head out of the past. What was done was done and she needed to move on, but how could she be expected to do so when every time she looked in the mirror, she was reminded of what she went through.
    Vadim was the first man ever to see her as desirable, and Bethany had to admit that the allure was intoxicating. To see that look in his eyes and know that it was because of her made her squirm thinking about it.
    Would she be able to give it up? Would any other man ever look at her that way?
    Her alarm went off as she tiredly sat up. She tried to wash her fears away in the shower, but found that the more she scrubbed, the stronger they felt. Dressing quickly, she grabbed her backpack and headed to campus, eager to fill up on caffeine before meeting with her handler.
    As she walked toward the languages building, she thought that she spied Peter and hastened her step. She arrived at Marci’s office to check