Her look alike

Chapter 2 Her look alike

                     FEW HOURS LATER

Brielle left the hospital and head to the restaurant where she works as a waitress. All through the way to work, the thought of Archer filled her mind. It has been years since she last saw him. Due to some misunderstanding that occurred between he and their father for being a nuisance, Archer was thrown out. Mr Jasper wanted to help him become better but Archer never wanted to live a good life. Each time, Mr Jasper received a call, it was always about Archer committing a crime and was being thrown in cell and he had to bail him out on several occasions.

Ever since Archer left home, his family didn’t hear from him until a year ago when Brielle saw a picture of him along side a wealthy heiress and it seemed like he was doing so well. The news had claimed that they were both married. But Brielle knew that her very own brother must have married the lady because of her money. One of his weirdest dreams was to marry a rich woman and inherit all her properties whenever she dies.

Archer never showed up to see them but now he was back and with some kind of proposition.

"I shouldn’t think about it. Archer only wants to use me for his own benefit. He doesn’t care about anyone. And I am sure that it is not some thing good at all.” Brielle whispered to herself. She glanced down at her wrist watch and realized that she was already late for work.

Immediately she hurried down the busy streets of New York and as she was about to cross the street to the restaurant where her work was located, all of a sudden a car stopped beside her and two men in black came out and bundled her roughly into the car.

Brielle was shocked because the movement was so fast. "What's going on?! Who are you?! What do you want from me?! Let me go?! Somebody help!" She yelled at them but they weren't paying any attention.

She tried to struggle for her freedom but she was hit on the face by one of the men. The blow weakened her, a tape was placed on her mouth and her hands were tied down. And throughout the ride her face burned badly from pains and she felt numb.

After some minutes of driving, the car stopped and one of the men carried out of the car and swung her on his shoulder. “Lehummmeeeghooorrr...” She struggled but the man didn’t flinch.

The men started towards a building with guns in their hands except for the one carrying her. Brielle was scared. She tried to think of why she was being abducted by these men and what they want from her.

“Did I offend anyone? I hardly talk to anyone and I don't have any enemy. So who is behind this? Are they going to kill me?!” She mused. Different kinds of thoughts came rushing into her mind.

Brielle realized that the place they took her to was an abandoned warehouse. The man that carried her dropped her roughly on a chair. Two other men tied her down on the chair before removing the tape on her mouth which caused her to scream.

"Who are you guys?! Why did you abduct me?! What do you want from me?!" She yelled at them.

"This is not called abduction. I will never abduct my own sister.” Archer said as he walked out of the shadows.

"Archer!” Brielle’s eyes widened in shock.

"Hello sis. Good to see you again. And I hope these guys weren't too rough on you?" He asked with a croaked smile on his face.

"How dare you?! If this is not abduction then what do you call it?!” Brielle snapped at him.

“Come on, this is just me trying to have a chat with my stubborn sister. There was no other way to have a proper conversation with you since you didn’t want to see me. And you know me too well, Brielle, I hate it when people waste my time and if I don’t get what I want.”

“What the hell do you want from me?!" Brielle demanded.

"Nothing much. I just want your cooperation on some plans I have in mind.” Archer answered.

"You should count me out. Archer, I won't be a part of anything that pertains to you. I won’t get involved in any of your criminal activities! Let me go!” She spat.

Archer moved closer to her and he grabbed her shoulder so she could sit still. “You will do as I say! Sit still and listen to me! If you want to save your father then obey me!” He snarled.

"Don't you dare bring my father into this!"

"He needs to be in this matter! I need him in this conversation because he is the reason why you will do what I ask you to do!”

Brielle spat in his eyes. “Damn it!” Archer staggered backward. He didn’t expect that she would spit on his face.

"Never! I won't do anything for you! Even if you want to end my life, I still won’t do what you want!” Brielle seethe her teeth in anger.

Archer took out an handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his face. “Fine. You leave me no choice. Turn on the video and show it to her.” He gave out instructions to one of the men.

One of the men came forward and showed me her a video. Brielle could see her father laying on the bed still unconscious. But he wasn't alone, a man was right beside him with a rope in his hand as if he was waiting for an instruction to make his next move.

"I don’t care about the man laying on the bed and you know it. You see that man standing beside your father only needs one word. Kill. And then his next move would be strangling your father to death.” His voice was calm but his look was deadly.

Brielle cringed at his words. “But his actions depends on the answer I get from you. Right here. Right now." He added.

Brielle knew at this point, nothing would change Archer’s mind except he gets what he wants from her. "Archer...please...leave father out of this.” Her voice pleaded with him.

Archer knew who Brielle loves the most in the world; Mr Jasper Allen. She loves their father even more than she loves herself. "Not until you rethink your answer. Now let me start over again, I have a proposition for you. Brielle Allen, would you like to listen to it?" He asked.

Knowing what Archer was capable of doing and also scared of loosing her father, Brielle nodded gently. "I will like to know what it is...Archer.” She closed her eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“Good! That's very good!” Archer clapped his hand as he looked straight at his sister.

“Bring out the pictures." Archer said to one of his goons and immediately he tendered some pictures on the table.

"What are these picture?" Brielle demanded.

"Relax my little sweet bird.” Archer signaled to one of his goons to help her out.

The guy holding Brielle still on the chair despised being tied down helped her up and dragged her to the table. “Look at it yourself and tell me what you think." A devilish smile play on his lips.

The guy holding her still on the chair pulled her closer the table. Brielle took the picture and she was shocked with what her eyes saw there. It was someone who looked exactly like her. The clothes she was wearing screamed just one word; Wealth. And the way she had her hair done also talked of the money she had even if Brielle had money, she could never dress like her.

But what puzzled her the most was that the lady in the pictures has her face and Brielle can’t ever remember her parents telling her that she has a twin. Or does she have one that she doesn’t know about? She wondered.

"She is not your twin, If that is what you are thinking. Get it out of your head.” Archer answered the question like he knew what was running through her mind.

"Then who is she?” Brielle asked.

"She is Natalie Harrison. The daughter of Prime Minister Harrison." He replied.

"But how come she has—“

"Your face.” He completed her intended words. “I was also shocked when I saw her too. At first I thought it was you but the way she reacted made me realized that she is not you. She can never be you.”

Brielle screwed up her face. "Then who is she? Yes I know she is the minister’s daughter…but…but why does she have my face?" She stuttered with a confused look on her face.

Archer chuckled lightly. "Call it the will of God or nature or destiny. I don’t know. All I know is that there is a reason why you both have the same face.”

"A reason?"

Archer clicked his tongue. "Yes. A reason. You both aren't twins but you have the same face and she is rich while you are poor. Isn't that telling you something?" He asked.

"No, It isn't telling me a thing, Archer." Brielle replied feeling shocked at this discovery.

"Well then I will explain better with no need to beat around the bush. You my dear Brielle are going to take her place.”

"What?!" Brielle gasped out in shock.

"You look so much like her and with a little dress up on you there won't be a difference to comment on. You will be just perfect to take her place.”

"What? No way!” She disagreed when realization hit her straight in the face.

“Yes way.” Archer grinned.

“What you are trying to tell me now that I have to pretend to be this lady?" Brielle pointed out.

"You aren't as dumb as I thought you to be.” Archer replied with a smirk on his face.

"You are crazy! You are clearly out of your mind! I won't do such a thing!” Brielle yelled at him.

"Of course you will do as I say. You gave me your word and the threat on your father isn't over yet."

Remembering her father, Brielle calmed as more tears clouded her vision. "But I can't do it. I can't pretend to be her. I have never even see her before so I can’t act like her. I can't do it.” She argued.

"You can and you will do it. It is a must that you pretend to be Natalie Harrison. I need you to help fulfill my plan!” Archer grimaced.