{"id":4572,"date":"2026-08-19T19:59:57","date_gmt":"2026-08-19T19:59:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nexttaleus.com\/?p=4572"},"modified":"2026-08-19T19:59:57","modified_gmt":"2026-08-19T19:59:57","slug":"part-9-my-sister-got-a-60k-bmw-dad-gave-me-a-2-piggy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nexttaleus.com\/?p=4572","title":{"rendered":"PART 9: &#8220;My Sister Got a $60K BMW\u2014Dad Gave Me a $2 Piggy \u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>PART 9<\/h1>\n<h2>THE MAN WHO CALLED ME \u201cDAUGHTER\u201d<\/h2>\n<p>For several seconds, I couldn&#8217;t move.<br \/>\nThe man standing in front of me looked like Michael.<br \/>\nBut Daniel had called him Samuel.<br \/>\nSamuel Vale.<br \/>\nThe man who was supposed to have died twelve years ago.<br \/>\nThe man whose name had appeared in every nightmare, every hidden document, every warning my grandmother had ever left behind.<br \/>\nAnd now he was standing three feet away from me.<br \/>\nAlive.<br \/>\nSmiling.<br \/>\nCalling me <strong>daughter<\/strong>.<br \/>\nI stared at him.<br \/>\n&#8220;You&#8217;re lying.&#8221;<br \/>\nSamuel&#8217;s smile barely moved.<br \/>\n&#8220;About which part?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Everything.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;That&#8217;s understandable.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;You died.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;So you&#8217;ve been told.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Everyone says you&#8217;re dead.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Everyone has been lying to you.&#8221;<br \/>\nI looked at Daniel.<br \/>\n&#8220;Tell me he&#8217;s lying.&#8221;<br \/>\nDaniel didn&#8217;t answer.<br \/>\n&#8220;Daniel.&#8221;<br \/>\nHis face was pale.<br \/>\n&#8220;He&#8217;s Samuel.&#8221;<br \/>\nI swallowed.<br \/>\n&#8220;Then why does he look like Michael?&#8221;<br \/>\nSamuel laughed softly.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because Michael is my son.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I felt sick.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So you&#8217;re brothers?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel stepped forward.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He&#8217;s not Michael.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel turned toward him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Still protecting her?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Stay away from her.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;ve been protecting her for thirty-four years.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel&#8217;s expression hardened.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And you failed.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel&#8217;s eyes moved toward me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He pointed at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I succeeded.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stepped backward.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What does that mean?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at the photograph in his hand.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You were never supposed to survive.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My heart stopped.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t listen to him.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel continued.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your mother gave birth to twins.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I froze.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Twins?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel closed his eyes.<\/p>\n<p>Samuel nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Two daughters.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lucy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then who am I?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He held up the photograph.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re the second child.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What happened to the first?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel&#8217;s expression became strangely sad.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She died.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t breathe.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lucy?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He shook his head.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not Lucy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then who?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He stepped closer.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your sister was the child they thought would carry the genetic marker.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What marker?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The one your grandmother spent thirty years hiding.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel interrupted.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Enough.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You know what happens if she learns the truth.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel&#8217;s voice was quiet.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She deserves to know.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She deserves to survive.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I looked between them.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Stop talking about me like I&#8217;m not here.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Both men went silent.<\/p>\n<p>I stepped forward.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I want the truth.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then ask.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Who is my biological mother?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sarah.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re lying.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Daniel said Anna.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Daniel doesn&#8217;t know everything.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I turned toward Daniel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Is Sarah my mother?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My chest tightened.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then why did you say Anna?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I said Anna was the woman who raised you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You said she was my real mother.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I was trying to protect you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;From what?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel looked at Samuel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;From him.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel laughed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Always the hero.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I glared at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why did you call me daughter?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He took a breath.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because you are.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re my father?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I frowned.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then what?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked directly into my eyes.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m your grandfather.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Silence.<\/p>\n<p>The room seemed to tilt.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I laughed.<\/p>\n<p>It was the only thing my mind could do.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This is insane.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked almost sympathetic.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your grandmother was Elizabeth Vale.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She was my grandmother.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And you&#8217;re her brother?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My blood ran cold.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then who are you?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I am her husband.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel whispered:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He&#8217;s lying.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Am I?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel didn&#8217;t answer.<\/p>\n<p>Samuel turned back to me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your grandmother&#8217;s name wasn&#8217;t Elizabeth Vale.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I frowned.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then what was it?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Elizabeth Samuel.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I shook my head.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That doesn&#8217;t make sense.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because you don&#8217;t know the original family.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What family?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The family that existed before the Collins name.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He stepped closer.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The family that created everything.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel moved between us.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;ve spent years hiding behind dead names.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s time she knew.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Come on.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I pulled away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Iris.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared at Samuel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I want to hear it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel looked devastated.<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Good.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He walked toward the desk.<\/p>\n<p>On it were dozens of files.<\/p>\n<p>He opened one.<\/p>\n<p>Then another.<\/p>\n<p>Then another.<\/p>\n<p>He finally pulled out a red folder.<\/p>\n<p>He placed it in front of me.<\/p>\n<p>My name was written on the cover.<\/p>\n<p><strong>PROJECT IRIS<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I stared at it.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What is this?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel said:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your life.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I opened it.<\/p>\n<p>The first page was a photograph of me as a newborn.<\/p>\n<p>Underneath:<\/p>\n<p><strong>SUBJECT A-17<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>My hands trembled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Subject?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The doctors called you that.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I turned the page.<\/p>\n<p>A medical report.<\/p>\n<p>Another photograph.<\/p>\n<p>Then a page containing dozens of numbers.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t understand any of it.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What am I looking at?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your genetic profile.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because your blood is rare.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;How rare?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Tell her.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel was silent.<\/p>\n<p>Samuel answered.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One in several million.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared at the page.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You inherited a mutation from both sides of your family.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Which mutation?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One that makes your blood uniquely identifiable.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I frowned.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Identifiable?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;To what?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Every person in the database.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I felt sick.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Database?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your blood can identify people who were genetically altered.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Doctors, criminals, politicians, wealthy families&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He paused.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;People who paid to change their identities.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I looked at the files.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So this is about identity?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s about power.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Who created it?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I did.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel stepped forward.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He&#8217;s lying.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Am I?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You didn&#8217;t create it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then who did?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel hesitated.<\/p>\n<p>Samuel answered:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your grandmother.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I froze.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;My grandmother?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Elizabeth discovered the system.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel&#8217;s voice became quieter.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She didn&#8217;t create it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then why did you say she did?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because she helped me expand it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because she believed we could use it to expose people.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Did you?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My heart sank.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You used it against people.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;To control them?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;To blackmail them?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;To buy children?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel&#8217;s face hardened.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That was never the purpose.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then what was?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Immortality.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Silence.<\/p>\n<p>I laughed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re insane.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Perhaps.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He opened another file.<\/p>\n<p>Inside were medical photographs.<\/p>\n<p>Organs.<\/p>\n<p>Cells.<\/p>\n<p>Blood samples.<\/p>\n<p>I looked away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What am I seeing?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Experiments.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;On who?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;People.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Children?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He didn&#8217;t answer.<\/p>\n<p>That was answer enough.<\/p>\n<p>I felt nauseous.<\/p>\n<p>Daniel stepped forward.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s why I left.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You stole the research.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I destroyed it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel&#8217;s voice broke.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I saved the children.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel&#8217;s expression changed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You ruined everything.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Good.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Daniel was supposed to deliver you to me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I turned toward Daniel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel looked away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I couldn&#8217;t.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because you were my daughter.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But you said\u2014&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I said you were Sarah&#8217;s daughter.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sarah was my wife.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t breathe.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And Michael?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your biological father.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My head spun.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel continued:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Michael donated the genetic material.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then how can you be my father?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because I raised you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s not what I asked.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He looked down.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Biologically&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He hesitated.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You are Michael&#8217;s daughter.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I looked at Samuel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then why does everyone keep saying I&#8217;m Daniel&#8217;s?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because we needed Michael to believe you were dead.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And Sarah?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sarah was your biological mother.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then Anna?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Anna adopted you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I felt tears forming.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So my entire family tree is fake.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Almost entirely.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I turned toward him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What about Lucy?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel&#8217;s face became serious.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lucy is your sister.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Same mother?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Same father?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He hesitated.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s complicated.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Tell me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lucy was conceived naturally.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not exactly.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What does that mean?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel opened another file.<\/p>\n<p>Inside was a document.<\/p>\n<p><strong>ARTIFICIAL EMBRYO TRANSFER<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I stared at it.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You were created in a laboratory.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t breathe.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Daniel whispered:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel continued.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your mother was implanted with an embryo.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Whose?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Michael&#8217;s genetic material.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And whose egg?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sarah&#8217;s.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My hands shook.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So I was&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Designed.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because Samuel wanted a child who carried both bloodlines.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stared at the documents.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel answered:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because such a child could unlock the system.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The vault?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The database?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The records?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I suddenly remembered my grandmother&#8217;s letter.<\/p>\n<p><strong>You were the only one who could open the vault.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I looked at Samuel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She knew.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Of course.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then why did she hide me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because she regretted helping me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And you?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I wanted what she created.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The key.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I touched my chest.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel nodded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>A noise came from behind us.<\/p>\n<p>Footsteps.<\/p>\n<p>Daniel turned.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Someone&#8217;s coming.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The door opened.<\/p>\n<p>A woman walked inside.<\/p>\n<p>Anna.<\/p>\n<p>She looked exhausted.<\/p>\n<p>Blood was on her sleeve.<\/p>\n<p>I ran toward her.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Anna!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She caught me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re alive.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Where&#8217;s Lucy?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Safe.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Where?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Anna looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n<p>Then 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