My Sister's Grave Mistake

n the outskirts of the city, a pl

Chloe whispered,

stale cigarettes

eau. Or what was left of her. Her beautiful face

found her," Chloe said, a littl

i

ing a huge reward for her return. Millions, Maya. Enough for us to finally get out of

n was a raw

aid, my voice flat. "People say he'

won' t. He' ll be so grateful to

eyes, the kind of coldness that could freeze hell over. I had, in new

looking at Isabelle. There was a faint bruis

to... calm her down. Don' t worry, she' ll be fine. Onc

. Isabelle Moreau was an

emained impassive. Chloe was mor

y do you want me

the fun part." Chloe pulled out a bag filled with expensi

cheek. "Nose tweaked, a little filler. But with the right makeup and ha

everyone' s makeup for school dances, proms.

ded, her voice hardening. "Her mannerisms, her

er erase Isabelle Morea

I wo

fect that when the real Isabelle' s fate

king up a makeup brush

nts' cramped house, Ch

changes from the surgeon, combined with my careful applicat

pose she' d obviously copied f

ing to her mouth. "Chloe! My darling! Yo

counting his chickens. "Millions, Maria! We' re going to be ri

They didn' t care that a woman was lying drugge

are compliment. "See, Hector? I told you she had

heir greed was a

oe, praising her bri

or said, patting her shoulder. "You' ll ma

al. All