Victoria woke up dazed. She walked down the stairs, teh creaking made heads turn towards the girls. While news reporters stood outside the home, police officers stood inside. "Father? What is going on?" Before her father could reply, a police officer wlked over with handcuffs. "Victoria Elizabeth Robinson, you are under arrest for the conspiracy to commit murder." Victoria looked confused. "Who died?" The police officer cuffed her before speaking. "Freya Madison Quinn." Victoria tilted her head, softly speaking. "I didn't do it but everyone that knew her true colors would say she had it coming. She was a bitch to everyone that knew how she was under that cure girl persona." Thepolice officer rolled his eyes before walking Victoria outside. As soon as she did make it outside, she closed her eyes while cameras flashed in her face while reporters instantly swarmed her, shoving microphones into her face. "Victoria Robinson, what do you have to say for yourself?" "Why did you kill Freya?" "What was your motive?" Victoria smiled a bit. "Here's a question. Why do you automatically think I did it?" One of the police officers spoke in a gruff voice. "We talked yo your parents. You don't have a sibling other than Freya." Victoria blinked, staring at the officer with confusion. "A sibling? A second one?" Victoria raised an eyebrow. "What second sibling?" One of the officers pulled out a piece of paper stained with crimson blood.  "That's what we are trying to figure out." She looked at the officer, tilting her head. "What's that?" The offier spoke again. "A note from a supposed twin. Addressed to your father." Victoria blinked. "Huh?"