PROMPT: That's what happens when you follow your heart.
The alarm pierced the air, sending a sudden shiver down my spine.
Red-handed. That’s how they’d find me.
Get in. Get the goods. Get out. That
was the plan.
But somewhere between picking the lock and making off with the score,
my plan had gone horribly awry.I thought I’d had every detail accounted for…
everything but my blasted Achilles’ heel.
All my life I’d been told to follow my heart — it would lead me where I
needed to go. But I think something is wrong with my heart’s GPS. It only ever
leads me to trouble.
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