The Day I Faked My Death on Live TV

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“Miss Vance, this is your custom ‘Disappearance Protocol.’ Are you sure you want to execute the ‘accidental cliff fall’ program during your wedding livestream in two weeks?”

“Yes.”

The agent across the table pushed up his glasses, his expression serious. “Are you certain? Once you fake your death in front of a national audience, your current social security number, credit history, and all identifying information will be permanently erased. There’s no going back.”

Elara gripped the folder