#Chapter 75 - Stolen Identity

[James’ POV] Rudolf stared at James as though he’d truly lost his mind. His brows furrowed together in confusion. “What the hell are you talking about?” he questioned sharply. “How could that not be Evelyn?” “You said it yourself, Evelyn would never do something as horrible as shoving another person down a flight of stairs. So, the point I’m trying to make is—what if that woman who’s in the kitchen with Monica, right now, isn’t actually Evelyn?” James ran a hand roughly through his hair and shook his head in deep contemplation. “As I told you before, I’d been trying to get as much information out of her as possible to try and make sense of what happened all those years ago. But each time I would try and bring any of that up, she would immediately change the subject. She refuses to let me, or really anyone, get close to her.” Rudolf narrowed his eyes and hummed with deep thought. “Sounds like she’s trying to hide something.” James nodded his head in agreement before the