"You look like them. Exactly like them. But now that I'm closer…" Carla narrowed her eyes, stepping back slowly as the realization sank in.
Her face twisted. Her breath caught. Her eyes widened as if ice water had been poured over her entire body.
"You're not Rain and Sanya," she whispered, her voice hollow.
Her breathing grew uneven. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, fury swelling with every second.
"Who are you?!"
She spun toward the door, fists clenched, her voice trembling with rage. "Where are they?!" she screamed.
The door burst open and two of Tim's men stepped inside, startled by her outburst.
"You idiots!" Carla shrieked, storming up to them. "You brought me the wrong people! What were you thinking?!"
One of the men flinched. "They… they matched the photos. Everything checked out-"
"They're not them!" she spat. "I looked right at them. They're fakes!"
She stormed past them, pacing wildly, hands tearing through her hair as she let out a frustrated cry.
