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The day the system marked my mission as failed, I was having what would be my last dinner with James Preston. He took his time cutting into his steak and then slid the plate over to Emily York, the intern who looked almost exactly like me. "Tomorrow's Emily's birthday," he said to me. "So the engagement party is off." I didn't cry or make a scene. I just nodded calmly. "Okay. Actually, we don't need to have one at all anymore." James thought I was bluffing. He just laughed coldly and said, "You'll regret this." But I didn't regret a thing. The punishment was already in motion. In about an hour, I'd be dead from a heart attack. I was curious what he would do when he found my body.