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009: The perfect setup

Author: Makie P
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-29 13:17:28

Sophia's POV

Isabella's eyes lit up again. "What is it?"

I glanced around the apartment, suddenly paranoid that someone might be listening. Then I leaned forward and whispered my plan directly into Isabella's ear, speaking so quietly that even she had to strain to hear me.

As I explained my idea, I watched Isabella's expression change from confusion to understanding to pure, greedy delight. By the time I finished, she was practically vibrating with excitement.

"Sophia," she breathed, "you're brilliant. Absolutely brilliant."

"It could work," I said, sitting back with a satisfied smile. "Marcus prepared everything we need months ago. He just never expected we have to use it this way."

"When do we do it?" Isabella asked.

I checked my watch. It was barely noon, but there was no point in waiting. "Right away," I said. "The longer we wait, the more chances there are for something to go wrong. Let's go see Elena now."

Isabella was already grabbing her purse and keys. "This is going
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