Page 99 of Callum
She balked. “You and Stacey got together?”
“Yeah. And I’m sorry about the messages she’s been sending you. She got it in her head you’d want me again and it was her job to somehow stop that from happening. When I found out, I told her to stop.”
Fiona opened and closed her mouth.Staceyhad been sleeping with Freddie? And was responsible for those awful texts?
“But she’s not the reason I’m here, tied to this chair?” Fiona gasped.
“No. She knows nothing about this. Jenny came to me last week with…an offer.”
“Jenny? As in myfriendJenny? Jenny who works at the library?” Disbelief coated every word from her mouth. Because it was a lie, right? It had to be.
“Jenny isn’t Jenny.” He ran a hand through his hair, and there was a visible tremble in his fingers. “Her name’s Olivia. And she’s your twin.”
Fiona’s breaths stalled entirely, an icy layer of shock coating her skin. “That’s not possible.”
“It is.”
His eyes shifted to something in the corner. She followed his gaze to a small pile of material. A wig…the outfit Jenny had been wearing at work…even her glasses.
She shook her head more vigorously, ignoring the jolts of pain it brought to her head. “I don’t believe it.” She couldn’t. She knew Jenny. They saw each other almost every day.
“I thought you’d say that. So, I filmed her today. She didn’t even see my phone sitting on a shelf, but I wanted it in case you thought this was all my doing.”
He took out his cell and fiddled with it. She stared at it like it was a bomb about to detonate. When he crouched in front of her and placed the screen before her eyes, she almost didn’t want to watch, but at the same time, she couldn’t tear her gaze away.
The video showed the dim basement. Freddie stood beneath the stairs. There was the sound of a door opening, then footsteps. Jenny stepped into frame first, and Fiona followed. The second her feet hit the floor, Freddie raced forward and stuck something in her neck. A syringe.
She gasped as she watched herself drop, Freddie catching her before she hit the floor and laying her down gently.
“I’m sorry it had to be this way.”
Her gaze flicked to him, anger like a living, breathing beast inside her. Likehellit had to be this way!
Her gaze returned to the screen, and she watched as Jenny removed her wig, revealing hair exactly like her own beneath it. She removed her glasses, then a pair of contacts, and grabbed a makeup wipe to scrub away a mole on her cheek and a scar beside her right eye.
Every move made by the woman had her looking less like Jenny and more like…Fiona.
No. No, no, no! This had to be a bad dream. A nightmare that felt so real, she couldn’t wake up.
She did her makeup perfectly. When Jenny began taking off her clothes, and Freddie’s hands went to Fiona’s unconscious body, she wrenched her gaze away from the screen to look down at herself, seeing a plain black T-shirt and jeans. Oh God. She wasn’t wearing the shirt and slacks she’d put on this morning.
Her gaze flew back to the screen to see Freddie had undressed her and was now redressing her in the clothes she currently wore. A disgusting, overwhelming feeling of being violated ran through her body.
Jenny was donning Fiona’s clothes when Fiona noticed the birthmark on her side that looked exactly like hers.Oh, God.
Freddie took the phone away and pushed it back into his pocket. “She came to my room at the lodge. Took off her disguise and showed me who she was.” He swallowed. “She told me she was going to kill you…but that I could save you.”
“Save me?” Her gaze flicked around the basement. “Isthisyou saving me, Freddie?”
Please, God, let him say no.Let him say he’ll take me to the police. Or better yet, to Callum.
“I’ve rented a place. Paid in cash. We’re going to live there for a bit. Together. Just you and me.”
Nausea crawled up her throat. “That’s not saving me, Freddie. That’s kidnapping.”
He swallowed, guilt flickering in his eyes before he blinked it away. “It might take time for you to adjust. I screwed up, I know I did. But we were good together, and we can be good again. And this way, Olivia won’t kill you.”
“So, a woman comes to you, tells you she’s going to kill me and assume my life, and instead of going to the police or, hell, going to me or even Callum and telling us, you agreed with her fucked-up plan and decided you’re going to kidnap me and force me to live with you?”
