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"Take me home?" My voice is instantly quiet. I wrap my arms around my stomach in a firmer manner, afraid of what may happen.
In minutes, Frank explains his task to infiltrate Philip's hideout but at that time, Frank wasn't informed of all the details.
"You're saying Alejandro knew that there would be an attempt on my life?" Frank nods. "Yet he let it happen." He nods again.
"I was just a pawn in his sick game?"
Frank pauses, picking his next words very carefully. "Again, I was not informed of all the details—just enough to gather information and put Boss' plan into action. The knowledge of whether you were a pawn or not is not under my understanding."
I don't have time to think hard about any of this. I will take Frank's help and escape this place. "Since when did your speech get so formal?"
He looks at me in confusion.
"You sound formal, instead of rude."
"I've always talked like this," he states.
