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The Truth About Lying
“I helped Cerulean bury the truth about forty-seven deaths.”
Green.
Claire’s face tightened.
Vincent looked down.
“Again, Jinji said. “More personal.”
Henry opened his eyes.
“I lied at my mother’s funeral because I was ashamed that I had left Claire to carry the truth alone.”
The line trembled, then settled green. Claire blinked hard.
“Now lie,” Jinji said.
Henry’s mouth went dry.
He looked at the people in the room.
“I know exactly what I’m doing.”
The line flashed red.
For half a second, nothing happened. Then a metallic taste flooded his mouth. His stomach lurched.
He grabbed the edge of the table. Claire stepped toward him.
“I’m fine,” he said.
The line flashed red again.
The nausea sharpened.
Henry bent forward, one hand over his mouth.
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