CHAPTER 7: THE SECOND TWIST — SHE WASN’T THE TARGET
The doors shook.
Not opening.
Approaching.
From outside.
A coded knock.
Then recognition.
The system responded:
“ACCESS GRANTED.”
Gasps filled the room.
The heir turned pale.
“You called someone…”
I corrected him.
“No.”
“I reminded them.”
The doors opened.
A unit entered.
But they didn’t look at the guests.
They looked at me.
“Status confirmed.”
And suddenly…
the truth shifted.
May you like
Because I wasn’t inside the trap.
I was the one inspecting it.
