"NOT ME, NO," SAID Maverick. "But our people here. They're just doing what Ira wanted us to do."
"Polaris spies are following me?" My voice rose higher with each word. I didn't want anyone spying on me.
"Tru," he said gently. "You've always had Polaris watching you to some degree. Ira knew how important you were, how important you still are. Let's just say some of the people in your life are there to keep an eye on you, to protect you, and we've increased security."
"Who?" I demanded, wanting to know which one of our friends was a spy. Who wanted a fake friend?
"Don't worry," he said, a little contrition tinting his voice. "It's not like your whole life is a lie."
He was so wrong. My entire life was a lie. My mom and dad had never told me I was adopted, or whatever it was called when
