The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Jaime lingered at the car door for a moment, casting a cool glance over his confidant. "Mind your words."

The confidant was momentarily caught off guard, but as soon as their eyes met, he got the message. "I overstepped."

"Remember, the Davis family holds decorum in high regard," Jaime said, giving his confidant's shoulder a meaningful pat.

With that, he bent down and slipped into the car.

Rules are made by people, but the person making them isn't always the same.

The confidant nodded slightly, closed the car door, and joined him inside.

The car started up quickly, just as it had arrived, and the three vehicles sped out of the hospital in a neat line.

As they approached the intersection, the confidant, still mulling over Jaime's words, gazed out the window.

On the sidewalk, a couple was walking by. The woman, closer to the buildings, was hard to make out, but the man on the outer side had a striking presence, and something about him seemed vaguely familiar.

bureau guy he'd seen

second, the

settled back, he frowned towards the

confidant's eyes were still glued to the street, but by now, he could only see the two figures disappearing around a corner. Hearing Jaime's displeased tone, he

rolled down the

the window but only caught a fleeting glimpse as

confidant. "Do you really think someone

head, responding almost automatically, "The silhouette seemed

of people with similar builds," Jaime remarked, closing

confidant quickly restarted the

it made more

rarely seen in Merrywoods. It was unlikely he'd be casually strolling

all, he hadn't seen the man's face clearly from

his head and refocused on

call with Grady and was heading back to the hospital room when he looked