-------- Last night
a black sports car stopped in front of Anna's house and a beautiful woman with blonde hair, who looked just like Anna, got out. When she got out of her car, she stood still for a while and looked at the small villa in front of her and the other villas on the street.
Then, pushing her hair behind her ear with one hand, she leaned over seductively and picked up the folder from the passenger seat.
After locking her car door, the woman carefully stepped down the stone steps in front of the house, each step producing a slight click of heels as she made her way to the front door.
She walked calmly to the front door and swiped her fingerprint on the door scanner. After a brief stillness, the lock was released and the door automatically slid in a few inches.
