There Are Two Of Them
Victoria's hands trembled.
For the first time in years.
For the first time since Uncle Richard recruited her.
For the first time since she started poisoning Steve Clark.
Fear gripped her heart.
She waited until the boardroom door opened.
Then quickly slipped into an empty office nearby.
Her breathing was uneven.
Her pulse raced.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
She pulled out her phone.
The number was memorized.
She didn't even need to look.
The call connected after two rings.
A deep voice answered.
"What is it?"
Victoria swallowed.
"There's a problem."
Silence.
Then:
"What kind of problem?"
She looked toward the boardroom.
Toward the two men leaving together.
Two identical men.
Two identi
