Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
She didn’t question me because she knew where I came from, something I found of great use over the years. I dressed expensively and looked expensive thanks to Mom’s bi-weekly salon visits, and I’d been taught diction and deportment at one of the finest finishing schools in the country.
That day, I waited until I saw her go to the gate with her ticket in hand and called her at the last minute, telling her to go ahead and board that I was right behind her and not to wait.
I had hyped up the trip so much, and she even had her own spending money, which I had given her, which was my only regret. But in order to make it look good as well as convince her to go ahead when she didn’t see me on the plane I had no choice. I breathed easily when the plane took off with her on it. Whatever happened to her on the other end was up to her, not me.
It got easier and easier after that. I kept making so much money that I had to convince my parents that I was making it online, tutoring rich kids. I stashed most of my money away in my room while giving them barely a fraction to put in the joint bank account they had opened for me.
They were so proud of me. I had stopped thinking about my sister by then and my only interest was in how to make more money. That’s when I learned that there was more money to be made for younger kids. It wasn’t a hard jump. They weren’t my responsibility. If their parents watched over them better they wouldn’t fall into my hands.
I was averaging at least ten kids a year at twenty-thousand a pop, sometimes more, according to how young they were. But once I met the head guy, my looks were put to better use. I’ve toppled quite a few very wealthy men all over the world. Not to mention the politicians I had brought to heel who were now little more than puppets on a string for the boss and the ones above him.
Now, this man was saying that he knew about it all. That can’t be. There’s no way that the organization could be this lax. I’ve been flying under the radar since day one. A sudden thought hit me. My sister looks just like me. If I get out of this, she can take my place. There is no difference in DNA between twins, so….
The phone rang, and he answered, speaking softly. Then he said something that made my blood run cold. “Your sister hates you so much that she has completely changed her appearance. No one would mistake you two. So, whatever you were just thinking, forget it.”
CHAPTER 20
The next day, there was still no sign of Jessica, and I was going out of my mind before Cierra called and filled me in on what was going on. She also shared Jessica’s background and the crimes she’d committed over the years, and I shivered at having come that close to evil without knowing it.
The little bit I’d learned before was nothing compared to the things they had since uncovered, and as a mother with daughters, it almost made me want to call them home and lock them in the safe room. Then my thoughts went to the babies and the world they were going to be born into, which looked more and more different from the one I knew.
As far as I know, Jack was still here and yet to be dealt with. When I checked the clone, I saw that there were tens of messages from him reaching out to her with no luck. By the end, they were all filled with panic. Someone had entered the apartment at some point after the night it went dark because there was a new coat of paint on the walls and I’m pretty sure the curtains had been changed.
I was dying to go there and see for myself, if only to make sure that the snake had been taken care of, something Cierra later assured me was the case. “So, what happens now?”
“Now, we bleed her for all the information she has and use it to save as many victims as we can.”
“And Jack? What about him?”
“He’ll be gone soon, so there's no need to worry about him. Your part in this is basically over. You did great, by the way.”
“Wait, that’s it? Just like that, it’s over?”
“From your end, yes. Besides, your husband sent out an order that we dare not ignore.”
“What order?”
“Are you with child?” Her question threw me for a sec. I hadn’t shared that news with anyone else, so it could only be my husband who blabbed.
“Yes, how did you know?”