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“We go through someone who can’t be ignored.”

A beat.

“Media,” I said.

He nodded once.

“Yeah. But not small-town gossip. We go bigger.”

My stomach flipped.

Because that meant attention.

A lot of it.

“They’re going to come after me harder,” I said.

“They already are,” he replied.

Fair point.

I exhaled slowly.

“Okay.”

He watched me carefully.

“You still in?”

I met his gaze.

Steady.

“I’m done hiding.”

That was it.

That was the line.

He nodded once.

“Then let’s make a call.”

My heart started racing again.

But this time—

It wasn’t fear.

It was adrenaline.

An hour later,we were sitting at the small table by the window.

My phone in my hand.

His laptop open in front of him.

“You ever done an interview before?” he asked.