The police instructed me to keep quiet and go through with the property transfer as planned.
They reminded me to stay calm, to keep my composure, and not to alert anyone. I had to avoid raising suspicion at all costs.
I didn't let my emotions show, maintaining an impassive expression as I went through the motions.
I kept my mind focused, my thoughts shielded, until the moment arrived when I saw them—Finn and Lily, both in silver handcuffs.
They were furious. The insults they threw at me were relentless, each word more venomous than the last.
Sandra walked toward me slowly, her steps deliberate, measured. It was only then that Finn and Lily seemed to realize they had been deceived. The realization hit them like a punch to the gut, but by then, it was far too late.
"An inmate on death row actually thought he could escape with a new identity? You must be dreaming."
The look on Finn's face confirmed everything I had suspected.
The real Finn and Lily were indeed siblings, b
