Could she ever trust any of them again? It was the unbearable thought that kept repeating in her head.
Angela left Jason dumbfounded in the interrogation room and turned to face Carl, determined to get the truth even if it meant shattering the shaky trust they were starting to establish.
The guard appeared out of nowhere, his expression solemn. "Mr. Regaleon, you have a visitor."
With a creaky sound, the door opened to reveal Damon, a guy dressed sharply in a suit, with his arm bandaged but his eyes flaming with a familiar intensity.
"Carl," he spat out, his voice full of poison. "There's a lot we need to talk about."
Angela gasped for air. A fresh danger surfaced, but the reality was falling apart. Unspoken animosity splintered the air as the twins shared a room.
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