Katelyn tightened her grip on the gun, her jaw clenched tightly. The imposter’s cunning words stung more than she had expected, forcing her to reconsider her approach. In just a few sentences, the fake Hades had twisted the narrative, making Katelyn appear like the heartless fraud while solidifying her own claim as the true Hades.
By the end of it all, Neil had already chosen his side—the imposter’s. His voice was sharp as he barked, “Whoever you are, put the gun down now, or I’ll call security.”
His hand hovered over the emergency call button, ready to summon help with a single push. Security would arrive in no time.
Frustration flared inside Katelyn as she clenched her teeth. Neil couldn’t even tell who the real Hades was. Her gaze turned icy as she locked eyes with him. “You can’t tell us apart? I checked your legs just recently.”
Neil hesitated, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. That was a detail only he and the real Hades would know. Could the person in front of him actually be the real one?
“This bickering is giving me a headache,” Lise interjected, her impatience clear as she crossed her arms. “Since you both claim to be Hades, prove it. And where’s Katelyn? She should be able to identify her friend.”
Her words shifted everyone’s focus back to Katelyn. Neil scanned the room, confusion evident on his face. “Where’s Katelyn? Get her in here, now!”
The fake Hades remained composed, her calm demeanor unshaken. When she finally spoke, her words cut through the tension, leaving Katelyn utterly stunned and speechless.
“I’ll call Katelyn right now,” the imposter declared.
Katelyn was completely bewildered, struggling to process what was happening. How had this fraud obtained her personal details? At that moment, an eerie, surreal sensation washed over her, as if she were looking at a mirror image of herself. Every action, every word from the imposter was a meticulously calculated imitation of her own.
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Vincent moved to stand beside Katelyn, his presence calm yet resolute. His instincts told him that this was the real Hades. Leaning in, he whispered, “Look for an opportunity to unmask her.”
Katelyn gave a small nod of agreement. The reassurance of Vincent’s trust steadied her nerves, grounding her in the chaotic moment. She couldn’t help but feel a flicker of gratitude for his ability to discern the truth—unlike Neil, who seemed far too gullible.
Meanwhile, the imposter retrieved a phone and dialed a number, her confidence unwavering. The room grew tense, all eyes locked on her as the call rang. Katelyn felt a surge of adrenaline despite her calm exterior. The brazen confidence the imposter displayed suggested she was prepared for any unforeseen challenge.
Katelyn had no idea what other tricks the imposter might have up her sleeve, so she could only react as events unfolded.
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