Blured Secrets

CHAPTER 4

  Two hours later and Trisha was still navigating her way in the slums using the map on her phone. The directions Tracy gave to her were crazy and going solely by them, she would have since lost her way. It seemed as if all the buildings in this particular district lacked a uniform sense of numbering. Thank God for google maps.

Finally, she spotted it; a restaurant few meters behind a massive slaughter house.

'Oh God', she gagged. The overwhelming smell of animal blood filled her nostrils and she could have sworn it made her see heaven for a second.  Cupping her nostrils with her fingers, she quickly glanced around hoping to spot Tracy's car.

The entire neighborhood reeked and it made her wonder why a restaurant would be in the midst of it.

"and why exactly would Tracy invite me here?" she wondered out loud

Spotting Tracy's car parked right beside the restaurant, she ventured closer

Tracy sat quietly in her car expecting Trisha's questions. She knew Trisha wouldn't be happy  with her since she directed her here. She had seen Trisha when she got down from her car and knew it was only a matter of seconds before she would knock on her window.

"what kind of a person sets up a restaurant in a location like this and more importantly who eats in a filthy location like this," there you go.

Tracy shook her head and smiled. She pushed open her door and got down.

"you should know, meals had in places like this sometimes taste the best and by the way, don't call this place filthy. Its just the smell of blood that's getting to you. Go in," she gently pushed her forward,"the inside doesn't smell at all."

As the door rattled open, everyone in the restaurant turned to stare at them. Including a lady that had an uncanny resemblance to Trisha

Ignoring the prying eyes, they went on to seat at a table closest to the door. Once seated, Tracy turned around to whisper in her ear,

''it's not every time that someone rich walks through that door''

"but don't you frequent this place?" She whispered back

"I do but not dressed this way, I don't even bring my car."

The lady that looked eerily similar to Trisha walked towards them and smiled. You could tell  she was nervous.

"I'm sorry to say this but we are closed for the day, please come back tomorrow,"

"Oh no you are not", Tracy interjected,"Not for another hour."

"Huh? She scrunched up her nose in confusion, an act that was all too familiar to Trisha,"What do you mean?"

"You see, I called your boss before coming down here and she said we can stay for another hour. You can call her yourself to confirm." Tracy explained. She nodded and walked away. Presumably, to call her boss.

In all their conversation, she never for once turned to look at Trisha and that bothered her,

"Why do you think she didn't look at me even once?"Trisha asked her friend who was busy perusing through the menu on their table.

"I won't want to stare at a person who looks so much like me. besides, she did look at you,"she took a pause from looking through the menu to glance at Trisha.

"oh, she did?!"Trisha asked intrigued

"She stared at you for a whole minute and said 'oh shit!'. It was pretty funny"

'Oh! so she did look at me', Trisha thought.

Over the counter, Trisha caught the lady staring at them with something like tears in her eyes. When she saw she had been caught, she quickly turned around, pretending to pick something from the floor.

'weird'

"Did you say something?"Tracy's question brought back her attention and she shook her head.

"Okay! so i know what I'm having, 'Catfish Pepper soup'", Tracy said to the lady, other waiters had long gone home at that time," what about you?"She said to Trisha.

"The same thing you're having." Trisha replied, not even paying attention. The lady got their orders and walked away. Trisha was about to make an observation when she got a message notification from her secretary. 'they had gotten wind of an employee exposing company information. Investigations were going on and they were close to discovering the employee'

She called her secretary and told him to call her if anything came up. Nights like this when she is faced with family and company issues, the beach was the perfect place to loose steam and not at a restaurant like this. With that, she said her goodbye to her friend, promising to call once she got home.

She got in her car, and headed straight-ward to the beach.

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Walking along the beach gave her a sense of calm. The calming sounds of the waves reached into her releasing her from within.
She sat on the sand and looked up towards the sky.
Their love for the beach had been the only common factor between them. Trisha was an introvert and was almost always addressed as snobbish and mean. Her twin was everyone's favourite, an happy pill. Her crush on Edward and their friendship helped boost her position in the family as a marriage to Edward would increase her parents social and financial status.
"Stupid. If only you weren't so nosy, you would have probably been  married to Edward."
She took in a deep breath and stood up.
"I better head back and find the idiot that thought stealing from me would be cool".
She was about getting into her  car when it exploded, the impact sending her flying six feet into the air. She landed with a thud cracking her skull, immediately falling unconscious.
"That bastard" were her last words.
Epilogue
"It's a miracle she's alive." The doctor said after briefing them on the outcome of the twelve hour surgery.
Later that evening
"I need you to impersonate someone"
"What?!"