Few hours later, Olivia's eyelids fluttered open, her mind foggy from the effects of the sedative she had been injected with. She was met with the opulent décor of a luxurious bedroom, the plush carpet and velvet drapes, a stark contrast to the cold, harsh reality she'd faced just hours before.As she struggled to sit up, a wave of dizziness washed over her. She grasped the edge of the bed, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of her captors. But she was alone.Her gaze fell upon a television screen mounted on the wall, the news anchor's voice droning in the background. Olivia's heart skipped a beat as she saw her own face plastered on the screen, accompanied by the haunting headline: "Heiress Olivia Found Dead in Tunnel Ambush By An Unknown One Man Squad Assasin"A chill ran down her spine as memories of the events leading up to her capture came flooding back. The masked assassin, the Doppler ganger, the feeling of being dragged away from the
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