Amaya followed her friend quietly. She had no idea where Alicia was taking her to, but she trusted her enough not to ask too many questions. The car pulled over in front of a house,
“Whose house is this, and why are we here, Ali?” she asked finally.
Alicia stood still, staring at the door. “Zoe, my sister,” she replied flatly. “We might as well put an end to this impersonation and focus on other things. Let’s go.”
Before Amaya could say another word, Alicia pressed the bell. Seconds later, the door opened. Diego stood there. He was surprised to see Alicia. For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating.
Daniella Smith, he thought quickly. But why was she here, and at Zoe’s place of all places? His mind went to Becky. What had that woman done this time? Before his thoughts could run wi
