Chapter 33 Glenn Wallace

• Anna rolled in her bed, she tried sleeping but it seems sleep was far from her and her mind was occupied with something. "Who the hell is that girl, how come she looks exactly like me while I'm still here," Anna thought sitting up. She closed her eyes trying to put the puzzle piece together but it appeared that more than one piece was missing. She quickly grabbed her laptop and searched for her name on social media, to her greatest dismay, her Instagram account which she deactivated herself has been hacked and activated by the same Genesis Dean she meet at the daycare earlier in the day. "Something is definitely fishy, that lady has ulterior motives for her to take up my face and identity, she must want something but what is that she wants, I'm not rich and I don't have any property in my name so what could she possibly want," Anna's head was empty, she couldn't think of anything and it seems she was in a crossroad, then it hit her. If she wanted to play the dirty game with her mind then she wouldn't mind making her go crazy in her own setup game. She smiled and followed Genesis Dean on Instagram using her account Anna Scott and she even went as far as sending her a direct message. "Let's see how it goes, but before then, I need some private information about this bitch," Anna said as she inputted Xiomara's car number "AZK-0867-NY," she smiled as she did the needful, she was computer literate and was good at hacking systems and finding confidential information. It took her two hours to crack the New York Vehicle Lincence System account and got the details she was looking for. "What the heck?" Anna was more than confused, the car was registered by a man from Germany and there was no other information, not even the picture of the said man or a name. "Wow... She must be a pro, I almost thought am the only pro," Anna said. She stared at her laptop blankly trying to think of the next thing to do but when nothing was showing up, she slammed shut the laptop angrily and fell to her bed. "Mona Lisa and Grethel, they are the only ones that can tell me what I need to know about this Genesis Dean," Anna snarled closing her eyes.
• Xiomara woke up to find herself in a swamp of office papers, she had slept off while working. "Goodness," she muttered getting off her bed, she managed to put together the files and arranged them on her desk, she couldn't possibly leave them for her maid Mary, she would just trash everything thinking its waste papers.
• Hours later, Xiomara was ready to go to work, it has taken a day more than the two days Morris had given her and she didn't want to raise any suspicious eyes among the other employees. "When cleaning my room, make sure you don't take anything out of my room, everything is important so don't do that okay," Xiomara ordered as she applied her makeover. "Okay, ma'am," The ever-faithful and dedicated Mary said. "Also how long have you...." Xiomara said when her phone interrupted her. "One minute," she excused herself before answering Morris's phone call.