Walter looked at me from the floor.
“She’s right.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means the company has been waiting twelve years for the last surviving research subject to reappear.”
My heart hammered.
My own father smashed a brick into my face because my fiancé refused to leave me for my younger sister
“Last surviving subject?”
Walter’s gaze moved toward Melanie.
And the room went silent.
Melanie whispered the truth before he could.
“You weren’t the only child Grandpa treated.”
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PART 5
THE SECOND GIRL IN THE FILE
Walter was transported to the hospital under armed guard.
By sunrise, federal investigators had sealed the underground laboratory.
I sat in a secure hospital room with Wyatt and Melanie while Detective Beckett placed a thin file on the table between us.
Two photographs lay inside.
The first showed me as an infant.
The second showed another baby girl with dark hair and a tiny scar beneath her right ear.
Melanie stared at the photograph.
“That’s me.”
Walter nodded weakly from his bed.
