Chapter 45

Alex’s POV

Ava’s piercing gaze locked onto me, suspicion clouding her features as she began to question my true identity. Her eyes narrowed, searching for any sign of deception, as she subtly probed me with her inquiries. She had an uncanny ability to read people, and I knew I had to tread carefully.

“I’ve seen you before,” Ava said, her voice laced with a mix of accusation and curiosity. “You’re not who you claim to be, are you? I know you working with the feds?”

A knot formed in my stomach as her words hung in the air. I couldn’t afford to let her suspicions unravel my carefully constructed façade. With a calm demeanor, I looked directly into Ava’s eyes and replied, “No soy lo que crees. No trabajo para los federales. (I am what you think I don’t work for the feds.)”

Her face twisted with a mixture of surprise and indignation. My choice of words in Spanish caught her off guard, and she seemed momentarily taken aback. But Ava was quick to regain her c