Emily couldn’t move.
Alexander stood in the doorway.
His expression was calm.
Too calm.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
Emily’s mouth went dry.
“I heard a voice.”
“Whose?”
She pointed toward the screen.
“Victoria’s.”
Something flashed across his face.
Pain.
Real pain.
Then it disappeared.
“This room is private.”
“I didn’t know.”
“You should have asked.”
“I’m sorry.”
Alexander stepped into the room.
Emily watched him carefully.
He walked straight toward the desk.
No hesitation.
No uncertainty.
He touched the keyboard.
The screen went black.
Emily stared.
“You can see.”
Alexander stopped.
Silence filled the room.
Then he slowly turned toward her.
“Why would you say that?”
“Because you just walked across the room without hesitation.”
His expression hardened.
“Perhaps I know the room.”
“You didn’t even use your cane.”
“I don’t need one.”
“Because you can see?”
His jaw tightened.
Emily took a step back.
“You’re blind.”
Alexander said nothing.
“You are blind.”
He finally answered.
“Yes.”
Emily stared at him.
“But…”
“Three years ago.”
“The accident?”
“Yes.”
“The accident that killed your fiancée?”
His expression changed.
“Leave.”
Emily hesitated.
“Alexander—”
“Leave.”
She walked toward the door.
Before she reached it, he said:
“Never come into this room again.”
She stopped.
“Why did you keep all these recordings?”
He looked away.
“Because they were the last pieces of her I had.”
Emily’s chest tightened.
“You loved her.”
“I did.”
“What happened to her?”
“She died.”
Emily swallowed.
“She died yesterday.”
Alexander looked at her sharply.
Emily realized her mistake.
He didn’t know.
He still believed Victoria was alive.
She quickly corrected herself.
“I mean…the accident happened yesterday.”
Alexander’s eyes narrowed.
“You know what I mean.”
Emily lowered her head.
“I was confused.”
He walked past her.
“Go to bed.”
She left.
But she couldn’t sleep.
The truth was too enormous.
Alexander was blind.
And somehow he had fooled the entire world.
How?
The answer came the next morning.
Emily woke to the sound of voices.
She opened the bedroom door.
Daniel was standing in the hallway.
He held a tablet.
Alexander stood beside him.
“Run the visual system.”
“Already done.”
“Facial recognition?”
“Active.”
“Movement mapping?”
“Active.”
Emily froze.
Daniel turned.
“Mrs. Blackwood.”
Alexander immediately looked toward her.
“Good morning.”
She looked between them.
“What is that?”
Daniel’s face tightened.
Alexander spoke first.
“Technology.”
“Technology that allows you to see?”
“To perceive my surroundings.”
Emily stared.
“So everyone thinks you can see.”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because the world treats blind men differently.”
She didn’t know what to say.
Alexander walked toward her.
“I built the system after the accident.”
“Your assistant helps you?”
“Daniel is my eyes when the technology fails.”
Daniel looked uncomfortable.
Emily suddenly understood why Alexander’s movements were so precise.
The cameras.
The sensors.
The AI.
He wasn’t seeing her.
He was receiving information about her.
Yet he had noticed everything.
Her left hand.
Her champagne.
Her flinching.
Her differences from Victoria.
Emily felt a strange mixture of relief and fear.
Then Alexander said something that made her blood run cold.
“Your sister knew.”
Emily looked up.
“What?”
“Victoria knew I was blind.”
Of course she did.
She had negotiated with him.
She had spoken to him for months.
Emily felt trapped.
“She never told me.”
“She didn’t tell many people.”
Alexander moved closer.
“Did she tell you why she agreed to marry me?”
Emily hesitated.
“Money.”
His expression changed.
“Only money?”
“I don’t know.”
He studied her.
“You’re lying.”
Emily’s heart raced.
“I’ve had a difficult week.”
“So have I.”
He walked away.
The public contract signing was scheduled for that afternoon.
Hundreds of reporters were expected.
Emily spent the morning preparing.
She kept thinking about Victoria’s video.
Do not trust Alexander’s company.
What had Victoria discovered?
Why had she recorded it?
And why had someone killed her?
At noon, Emily entered the boardroom.
Alexander sat at the head of the table.
Executives surrounded him.
Daniel stood behind him.
Emily took her seat.
The meeting began.
For the first twenty minutes, everything seemed normal.
Then an alarm sounded.
The screens went black.
People began shouting.
“What happened?”
“The financial system is down.”
“Someone has breached the network.”
Alexander remained calm.
“Lock all external access.”
An executive shouted, “We can’t!”
Emily looked at the main screen.
Numbers flashed.
She recognized the pattern.
Her sister had taught her basic cybersecurity techniques years ago.
Emily stood.
“Stop the backup server.”
Everyone looked at her.
Alexander turned toward her.
“Why?”
“Because they’re using the backup to overwrite the main system.”
The room fell silent.
One executive laughed.
“Mrs. Blackwood, this is a billion-dollar company. Let the professionals handle it.”
Emily ignored him.
“Give me the keyboard.”
Nobody moved.
She walked to the console.
“Now.”
Alexander said:
“Let her.”
Emily began typing.
She recognized the attack.
It was sophisticated.
But whoever created it had made one mistake.
They assumed the security administrator was right-handed.
Emily wasn’t.
She switched the controls.
The system began restoring.
The screens came back.
Everyone stared.
Alexander remained silent.
Then he asked:
“How did you know how to do that?”
Emily looked at him.
“Victoria taught me.”
But Alexander didn’t respond.
Because Victoria had never known cybersecurity.
He knew that.
And suddenly Emily realized she had exposed herself.
Across the room, someone was staring at her.
A man she had never seen before.
His face had gone pale.
He whispered:
“That’s not Victoria.”
Emily heard him.
Alexander did too.
His head turned.
“What did you say?”
The man stepped backward.
“Nothing.”
Alexander’s voice became cold.
“Daniel.”
“Sir?”
“Find out who he is.”
The man ran.
Emily’s heart pounded.
Someone knew.
Someone had realized she was the wrong twin.
And somewhere inside Blackwood Technologies, the person who killed Victoria had just discovered that Emily was alive.