Chapter 22

Lauren Jauregui's Point Of View

The gardener of a good age cut the branches that were out of place in the front yard. The Collins mansion had a huge expanse of land, a very well taken care of lawn, anda beautiful fountain in the center of the space, where at every instant poured water, repeatedly. The man seemed focused on his job, which attracted my attention until I heard the velvety voice in the background.

-Agent Jauregui.

I felt that shiver run down my neck as soon as I felt the woman approaching. I turned to face the brunette, coming across the most tempting sight that morning. I swallowed hard, letting my weak eyes analyze every little detail of the Latina.

-Karla. - it was what I was able to utter.

The woman curled the corner of her lips into a cynical smile, probably realizing how I practically swallowed her with my eyes. In my defense, I tried to use all my strength in the shred of sanity I had left. Camila was in this exact instant in front of me, wearing only tiny loose sh