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To say that Houdini was a little nervous about being the recruit that ‘dies’ was an understatement. She’d done honeypots, managed to get away from men tailing her while undercover, even wrangled herself out of Tequila’s grasp when they thought she needed more training.
But drowning? How the hell could they control that?
She agreed to do it for Merlin, and she wasn’t going to back out of it.
“Do I look th’part?” she blinked, smoothing out her jacket.










