I had acquired a new name.
For once, I was glad that I was no longer Mia Vincent. She had suffered too much pain. Mia Vincent was strong, but she almost lost the battle. I won it. By a twist of fate, I survived and I had a new name. No one knew me. The organization had hidden my identity well. Half of the board members had no clue about my status. Billy Black and Jacob Hunt knew.
The Organization was a bad place, but it was the only thing that was left for me. My apartment had been demolished, I had found out. Everything was destroyed. Jacob sometimes came over and gave me letters. They were always in stark white envelopes and carried a small box with it.
