CHAPTER 24

“KAYLA SENT YOU a friend request?” Soren asked, skeptical.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure it’s really her, probably a poser.”

“The profile name says Kayla Cortez and Andrew and some of your relatives are friends with the account.”

“That’s not an assurance that it’s an authen—”

“It has five thousand friends, the maximum limit for friends, and it’s active for the last six years,” she interrupted him. “An imposter can’t fool that many people. And her friends are commenting on the posts like she’s the real deal.”

“But do you know each other?”

“I don’t know her personally and haven’t met her and I haven’t been on her Facebook account.”

“Do you have common friends? On Facebook, I mean.”

“I already checked it. No, we don’t.”

“How did she know you?”

“I don’t know,” Misha answered. “Maybe you can ask her.”

“We don’t talk to each other.”

“Yes, of course, I forgot.”

He turned quiet for a few moments. “It only means that she looked for your account,” he said afterwards. ‘And it also means that it won’t en