KEEP SEATED.
TURN LEFT.
SLEEVES DOWN.
Then I found mine.
JENNIFER — BACK EDGE. SIMON FRONT.
I stared at the screen.
Suddenly, everything made sense.
Clara hadn’t simply wanted me to lose weight.
She had prepared a backup plan in case I didn’t.
Hide me at the edge.
Put Simon in front.
Make me less visible.
Behind us, Clara’s voice cut through the hallway.
“What exactly are you showing her?”
Simon turned.
Clara stood there with Dave behind her.
Her face was still flushed from the argument with the police.
But
