Fabe followed her. Lady Sophie went to an alley. She quickly grabbed her big hat and pinned her down, pointing a gun to her head. “You are not getting away this time, Sophie!” “Sophie? Oh, dear, you must have mistaken me,” the grunts, struggling to move. “Huh?” Fabe realized the woman has blonde hair. Lady Sophie has dark brown hair, and the voice was way too old for her age. Fabe check her face. She’s not Lady Sophie. She immediately released her, putting away her gun.“Oh, my, God! I am so sorry, mam. I thought you were someone I know. I am so sorry,” Fabe helped her up and clean her dress. “That’s okay, dear. But please, would you pick up the hat for me. My back is failing me.”“Sure,” Fabe took the hat and gave it to her. She apologize again and helped the woman walk entering the old rundown apartment in the alley. Fabe curse herself for being reckless. She could have killed the woman by any chance. At home, Bryce noticed her being frantic and followed in their roo
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