The Woman They Failed to Bury
Emiliano had never built anything in his life.
He had only ever performed, and stolen, and performed the theft.
And now he was performing his devotion to a woman he’d paid to erase, and half the room was buying it, and I let him reach the very peak of the performance — let him say the word legacy, let him accept the applause — before I opened my mouth from the back of the room and let him hear, for the first time, that his audience had never been asleep.
Chapter 19 — Standing
The applause died.
Emiliano froze.