Chapter 7

Scarlett’s POV

“Well, that’s very ladylike,” he commented, observing my mouth full with more cookies than I could chew. I just nodded in acceptance of his mockery and waited until I could finally move my mouth fully before bringing the can to my lips and inhaling the drink, too. I wasn’t a fan of cola, but it would do for now. I didn’t have a choice.

“Thank you. Your comments are very much welcome and asked for,” I responded with a matching blanket of sarcasm coating my words. “Well, now that you know that I’m not the one you’re looking for, what do we do? Go look for the original?” I asked.

“They’ve sent a team to the extraction point we gave her, which is the parking lot of that same building I found you. She’s nowhere to be found. Almost like I took her,” he said, looking pointedly at me.

“Oh, come on. I already gave you everything there is to know about my identity. What else do you want from me?” I whined but still stuffed my mouth again