“I am.” A tear slid from her eye, but she let it go. She didn’t wipe it away, and resolve flared at me from her gaze. Her chin firmed. Her shoulders straightened. “I came back to pack my things and I have a car waiting for me. I didn’t come in here to upset anyone. I truly didn’t, but when Fleur said you were here, I came to say thank you. And…” her chin wobbled now. She blinked rapidly. Her throat moved up and down as she swallowed. “And… and I know what your grandfather intends to do with you.”
I grew still.
“I know that you have a twin brother. I know that you know about your twin brother, and I know that he’s supposed to watch you because he’s supposed to replace you.”
What …
I blinked. Once. “Say again?”
Her mouth pressed together, but that chin was firm again. She lifted it. “Your twin brother is supposed to take over your life. He’s been studying you this whole time, observing you, and when he’s perfected you, he will kill you.”
She paused another beat before she finished.
“He’ll take over your life as if you never existed.”
THIRTY-SEVEN
Bailey
“Bailey.”
I’d fallen asleep. Crap. How had I fallen asleep?
A hand smoothed up my arm and he leaned over me. “Bailey. Wake up.”
My heart spiked.
It was Kash, but it wasn’t Kash.
That hand wasn’t Kash.
The lights in the office were off, but there’d been a lamp on. I knew Kash left it on.
What was he doing? No.
“Bailey.” A bit more insistent. His hand shook my shoulder harder. “Come on.”
“What are you doing?”
I winced, hearing my voice. It was raspy and barely there.
“We have to go.” Now his voice was more clear, louder.
He sounded like Kash.
His head moved closer, and my eyes were adjusting. He looked like Kash.
But he wasn’t Kash. I knew it. I felt it.
“Who—” I stopped. There was a nagging in my mind, in the back of it. This guy… I knew him.
My heart dropped.
This was the twin.
Was it?
Wait …