Spies must tell lies

'For years I'd been trying to piece together some form of family, and now I had a second chance. I wouldn't let it slip through my fingers.'

Charlotte Goode is fifteen.She speaks eighteen languages and knows how to fight. But she wants to know what really happened the night when her parents fought, and only one of them came out alive.

Spies must tell lies, but she is determined to find the truth.


1. A reunion

I waited a whole day.

Okay, technically a day isn't that long, but when you are waiting for someone to show up it seems like seconds are as long as minutes, and minutes are as long as hours and so on. Don't get me wrong - I wasn't waiting for my date to show up or something. I was on a mission. There are three things I hate about being a spy; living on a need-to-know basis, not being able to become friends with people who aren't spies, and... waiting.

Anyway, it was about half three in the afternoon (3:28 to be exact). I scanned the crowds cautiously about three times a minute (which, I admit, wasn't very wise when you want to seem nonchalant, but I was so desperate for him to show). Also, I was beginning to feel quite hungry, so I was very tempted to snaffle one of the cookies that lay in front of me. I don't work part-time at a cookie stall: it was my cover. I looked down at my name badge. It said Sadie. So, I have to be her - a cheery cookie seller in a train station in Boston. I was no longer myself - Charlotte Goode. I didn't have a horrible mother who killed my father, or the only member of my family I loved - my brother, who I hadn't seen for five years. But as I scanned the crowds once more, I was hit by a surge of relief. And joy. But mostly fear.

He was here.

I wasn't hungry anymore.

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