The station stood in front of us like a grave. “Then he’s alive?”<\/p>\n “He survived.”<\/p>\n I looked toward the station.<\/p>\n “Why did everyone think he was dead?”<\/p>\n “Because Samuel wanted them to.”<\/p>\n “And why did Elias disappear?”<\/p>\n “Because he discovered what Samuel had done.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n Anna looked at me.<\/p>\n “The children.”<\/p>\n I felt a chill.<\/p>\n “The children?”<\/p>\n “Samuel wasn’t simply changing identities.”<\/p>\n She took a breath.<\/p>\n “He was taking children from families who couldn’t protect them.”<\/p>\n “For money?”<\/p>\n “Sometimes.”<\/p>\n “For experiments?”<\/p>\n “Sometimes.”<\/p>\n “Then why me?”<\/p>\n Anna’s eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n “Because you were the first child he created intentionally.”<\/p>\n I stared at her.<\/p>\n “I was created?”<\/p>\n She nodded.<\/p>\n “But you told me you were my mother.”<\/p>\n “I am.”<\/p>\n “Then how?”<\/p>\n “Your egg was mine.”<\/p>\n I couldn’t speak.<\/p>\n “Samuel used genetic material from several members of the Vale family.”<\/p>\n She swallowed.<\/p>\n “But I carried you.”<\/p>\n “So I am your daughter.”<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n “And Elias?”<\/p>\n She looked toward the dark station.<\/p>\n “Elias is your biological father.”<\/p>\n I stared at her.<\/p>\n “But everyone said Michael.”<\/p>\n “Michael was used to hide Elias’s identity.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because Samuel wanted Elias dead.”<\/p>\n I touched the key in my hand.<\/p>\n “Then why does it have his name?”<\/p>\n “Because Elias left it for you.”<\/p>\n “Before he disappeared?”<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n “How did he know I’d find it?”<\/p>\n Anna smiled sadly.<\/p>\n “Because he believed you would.”<\/p>\n I looked at the station.<\/p>\n “Then let’s find him.”<\/p>\n Anna grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n “There’s something you need to know.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “If you find Elias…”<\/p>\n She hesitated.<\/p>\n “You may not like what he has become.”<\/p>\n I frowned.<\/p>\n “What does that mean?”<\/p>\n “He spent thirty-four years believing you were dead.”<\/p>\n “So?”<\/p>\n “He blamed himself.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because he was the one who gave you to Samuel.”<\/p>\n I froze.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n Anna looked away.<\/p>\n “I didn’t know at the time.”<\/p>\n “Explain.”<\/p>\n “Elias believed Samuel would protect you.”<\/p>\n “And instead?”<\/p>\n “Samuel took you.”<\/p>\n I felt my throat tighten.<\/p>\n “Why didn’t Elias come back?”<\/p>\n “He tried.”<\/p>\n “Then why?”<\/p>\n “Because Samuel threatened to kill me.”<\/p>\n I stared at her.<\/p>\n “He chose to leave me?”<\/p>\n “He thought he was saving you.”<\/p>\n I looked at the station.<\/p>\n “Everyone keeps saying that.”<\/p>\n I stepped forward.<\/p>\n “Everyone says they were protecting me.”<\/p>\n I shook my head.<\/p>\n “But nobody ever asked me what I wanted.”<\/p>\n Anna cried.<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n I walked through the station doors.<\/p>\n Inside, the air smelled of damp concrete.<\/p>\n Old posters peeled from the walls.<\/p>\n The ticket counters were covered in dust.<\/p>\n Then I saw something.<\/p>\n A trail of fresh blood.<\/p>\n “Anna.”<\/p>\n She saw it.<\/p>\n “Don’t touch it.”<\/p>\n We followed the trail.<\/p>\n Down a staircase.<\/p>\n Into the underground platform.<\/p>\n The lights flickered.<\/p>\n A train track disappeared into darkness.<\/p>\n Then we heard voices.<\/p>\n Michael.<\/p>\n And Lucy.<\/p>\n I ran.<\/p>\n “Lucy!”<\/p>\n “Iris!”<\/p>\n She appeared behind a concrete pillar.<\/p>\n Her hands were tied.<\/p>\n Michael stood behind her.<\/p>\n He lowered his weapon when he saw me.<\/p>\n “Don’t.”<\/p>\n I stopped.<\/p>\n “Let her go.”<\/p>\n “Come closer.”<\/p>\n I did.<\/p>\n Michael cut Lucy’s restraints.<\/p>\n She ran to me.<\/p>\n I hugged her.<\/p>\n “Are you okay?”<\/p>\n She nodded.<\/p>\n “I’m okay.”<\/p>\n I looked at Michael.<\/p>\n “Why did you bring her here?”<\/p>\n “To keep her safe.”<\/p>\n “From what?”<\/p>\n “Elias.”<\/p>\n My blood ran cold.<\/p>\n “You know where he is?”<\/p>\n Michael nodded.<\/p>\n “He has been here for hours.”<\/p>\n “Where?”<\/p>\n Michael pointed toward the tracks.<\/p>\n “Waiting.”<\/p>\n A sound echoed through the tunnel.<\/p>\n Footsteps.<\/p>\n Slow.<\/p>\n A man stepped out of the darkness.<\/p>\n Gray hair.<\/p>\n Tired eyes.<\/p>\n A face that looked strangely familiar.<\/p>\n He stopped when he saw me.<\/p>\n He didn’t speak.<\/p>\n Neither did I.<\/p>\n I knew.<\/p>\n Elias.<\/p>\n My father.<\/p>\n He stared at me like he was looking at a ghost.<\/p>\n Then he whispered:<\/p>\n “You’re alive.”<\/p>\n I nodded.<\/p>\n “I’m alive.”<\/p>\n His face collapsed.<\/p>\n He covered his mouth.<\/p>\n For thirty-four years, this man had apparently believed his daughter was dead.<\/p>\n Now he was looking at me.<\/p>\n Alive.<\/p>\n Standing in front of him.<\/p>\n He took one step forward.<\/p>\n I didn’t move.<\/p>\n He stopped.<\/p>\n “Iris.”<\/p>\n I swallowed.<\/p>\n “You know my name.”<\/p>\n “I gave you that name.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because your mother loved it.”<\/p>\n I looked at Anna.<\/p>\n Then back at him.<\/p>\n “Why did you leave me?”<\/p>\n His eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n “I didn’t.”<\/p>\n “You gave me to Samuel.”<\/p>\n “I thought he would protect you.”<\/p>\n “He didn’t.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “You let me grow up without you.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “You let me think I wasn’t wanted.”<\/p>\n He looked at the ground.<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “Then why?”<\/p>\n He finally looked at me.<\/p>\n “Because I was a coward.”<\/p>\n The words surprised me.<\/p>\n He continued.<\/p>\n “I thought I could fix everything later.”<\/p>\n He laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n “Later never came.”<\/p>\n I stared at him.<\/p>\n “Why didn’t you come for me?”<\/p>\n “I did.”<\/p>\n “When?”<\/p>\n “Every year.”<\/p>\n I frowned.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “I watched from a distance.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because Samuel had people everywhere.”<\/p>\n He looked at Michael.<\/p>\n “Michael helped me.”<\/p>\n Michael nodded.<\/p>\n “He protected her.”<\/p>\n I looked at him.<\/p>\n “You?”<\/p>\n Michael swallowed.<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n “But you lied to me.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because Elias believed Samuel would kill you if he knew you were alive.”<\/p>\n Elias stepped forward.<\/p>\n “Samuel wasn’t the only threat.”<\/p>\n I looked at him.<\/p>\n “Who else?”<\/p>\n He hesitated.<\/p>\n “Me.”<\/p>\n I frowned.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “I was dangerous.”<\/p>\n He pulled back his sleeve.<\/p>\n There were scars across his arm.<\/p>\n “Samuel experimented on me.”<\/p>\n I stared.<\/p>\n “He changed my blood.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “To make me compatible with the system.”<\/p>\n “What system?”<\/p>\n “The genetic database.”<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n “But it didn’t work.”<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because the only person who could complete it…”<\/p>\n He pointed at me.<\/p>\n “…was you.”<\/p>\n I looked at the key.<\/p>\n “So that’s why I’m the key.”<\/p>\n “Yes.”<\/p>\n “What happens if I use it?”<\/p>\n “You can destroy everything.”<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “The database.”<\/p>\n “The records.”<\/p>\n “The experiments.”<\/p>\n “The identities.”<\/p>\n “Everything.”<\/p>\n I stared.<\/p>\n “Then why didn’t you destroy it?”<\/p>\n “I tried.”<\/p>\n He looked toward the tunnel.<\/p>\n “Samuel stopped me.”<\/p>\n “Where is Samuel?”<\/p>\n Michael answered.<\/p>\n “Coming.”<\/p>\n Everyone turned.<\/p>\n A light appeared at the far end of the platform.<\/p>\n Samuel stepped out.<\/p>\n He was holding a gun.<\/p>\n Behind him was Chelsea.<\/p>\n Her hands were tied.<\/p>\n “Chelsea!”<\/p>\n She looked at me.<\/p>\n “I’m okay!”<\/p>\n Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n “Family reunion.”<\/p>\n I stepped forward.<\/p>\n “Let her go.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Then what do you want?”<\/p>\n “You.”<\/p>\n I laughed.<\/p>\n “You already have me.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n He shook his head.<\/p>\n “I want the key.”<\/p>\n I looked down.<\/p>\n “Come get it.”<\/p>\n Elias stepped between us.<\/p>\n Samuel raised his weapon.<\/p>\n “Elias.”<\/p>\n “Samuel.”<\/p>\n “You should have stayed dead.”<\/p>\n “I tried.”<\/p>\n Samuel smiled.<\/p>\n “You always were difficult.”<\/p>\n Elias looked at me.<\/p>\n “Run.”<\/p>\n I shook my head.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n “Iris.”<\/p>\n “No more running.”<\/p>\n I stepped forward.<\/p>\n Samuel watched me.<\/p>\n “You think you’re brave.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n I held up the key.<\/p>\n “I think I’m tired.”<\/p>\n His smile disappeared.<\/p>\n “I’m tired of being lied to.”<\/p>\n I walked toward him.<\/p>\n “Tired of being moved from family to family.”<\/p>\n Another step.<\/p>\n “Tired of being told everything was for my protection.”<\/p>\n Another.<\/p>\n “Tired of people deciding what I deserve to know.”<\/p>\n I stopped.<\/p>\n “So here’s what happens now.”<\/p>\n Samuel raised the gun.<\/p>\n “Iris.”<\/p>\n Elias shouted.<\/p>\n I threw the key.<\/p>\n Not at Samuel.<\/p>\n Onto the railroad track.<\/p>\n Samuel’s eyes widened.<\/p>\n He looked toward it.<\/p>\n Then at me.<\/p>\n “You wouldn’t.”<\/p>\n I smiled.<\/p>\n “You’re right.”<\/p>\n I pulled another object from my pocket.<\/p>\n The small metal case.<\/p>\n The one I’d found in the station.<\/p>\n Samuel’s face went white.<\/p>\n “Where did you get that?”<\/p>\n I opened it.<\/p>\n Inside was a device.<\/p>\n A tiny red button.<\/p>\n Samuel whispered:<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n I looked at Elias.<\/p>\n “What does this do?”<\/p>\n He smiled.<\/p>\n “For the first time…”<\/p>\n He took a breath.<\/p>\n “…you get to choose.”<\/p>\n I pressed the button.<\/p>\n Every light in the station turned on.<\/p>\n The platform shook.<\/p>\n Somewhere underground, machines began powering up.<\/p>\n Samuel screamed:<\/p>\n “STOP!”<\/p>\n I didn’t.<\/p>\n Screens appeared along the walls.<\/p>\n Thousands of files.<\/p>\n Names.<\/p>\n Dates.<\/p>\n Photographs.<\/p>\n Medical records.<\/p>\n Financial records.<\/p>\n Every secret.<\/p>\n Every person.<\/p>\n Every child.<\/p>\n Everything Samuel had hidden for decades.<\/p>\n The entire system appeared on the screens.<\/p>\n Then the files began transmitting.<\/p>\n One after another.<\/p>\n The information was being released.<\/p>\n Samuel dropped his weapon.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n He looked at the screens.<\/p>\n “No!”<\/p>\n Michael grabbed Chelsea.<\/p>\n Anna freed her.<\/p>\n Lucy ran toward us.<\/p>\n Samuel stared at me.<\/p>\n “You have no idea what you’ve done.”<\/p>\n I looked at him.<\/p>\n “I know exactly what I’ve done.”<\/p>\n “You destroyed everything.”<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n I shook my head.<\/p>\n “I destroyed your control.”<\/p>\n Sirens sounded above us.<\/p>\n Police.<\/p>\n Reporters.<\/p>\n People were coming.<\/p>\n Samuel looked around.<\/p>\n For the first time, he looked old.<\/p>\n Small.<\/p>\n Afraid.<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n “You’ll regret this.”<\/p>\n I walked closer.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n I looked into his eyes.<\/p>\n “I regret that I spent thirty-four years thinking I wasn’t worth loving.”<\/p>\n Samuel’s face changed.<\/p>\n “But I don’t regret finding out the truth.”<\/p>\n He whispered:<\/p>\n “You are my blood.”<\/p>\n I shook my head.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n I looked toward Elias.<\/p>\n Then Anna.<\/p>\n Then Lucy.<\/p>\n Then Chelsea.<\/p>\n “My blood doesn’t decide who I am.”<\/p>\n I stepped closer.<\/p>\n “My choices do.”<\/p>\n Samuel was arrested that night.<\/p>\n The investigation lasted years.<\/p>\n Hundreds of people were identified.<\/p>\n Families were reunited.<\/p>\n Children who had been declared dead were found alive.<\/p>\n Hospitals were investigated.<\/p>\n Banks were frozen.<\/p>\n Secret accounts were exposed.<\/p>\n The Collins house was searched from top to bottom.<\/p>\n The hidden basement became evidence.<\/p>\n The vault became evidence.<\/p>\n The photographs became evidence.<\/p>\n The letters became evidence.<\/p>\n And the two-dollar piggy bank?<\/p>\n That became the strangest piece of evidence of all.<\/p>\n Because inside it, investigators found the final key.<\/p>\n My grandmother had hidden it there years earlier.<\/p>\n The key opened a small box containing her final message.<\/p>\n I didn’t read it immediately.<\/p>\n I waited.<\/p>\n Months passed.<\/p>\n I needed time.<\/p>\n I needed to learn who I was without everyone else’s lies.<\/p>\n Lucy moved into my apartment.<\/p>\n Chelsea visited every weekend.<\/p>\n Anna and Elias stayed nearby.<\/p>\n Michael disappeared for a while.<\/p>\n Then one afternoon, he came to see me.<\/p>\n He stood outside my door.<\/p>\n “Iris.”<\/p>\n I looked at him.<\/p>\n “Do you hate me?”<\/p>\n I thought about it.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n He looked surprised.<\/p>\n “I thought I would.”<\/p>\n “What do you feel?”<\/p>\n I smiled sadly.<\/p>\n “Nothing simple.”<\/p>\n He nodded.<\/p>\n “I deserve that.”<\/p>\n “Maybe.”<\/p>\n He looked down.<\/p>\n “I am sorry.”<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n “Is there anything I can do?”<\/p>\n I opened the door wider.<\/p>\n “Tell the truth.”<\/p>\n He nodded.<\/p>\n “I will.”<\/p>\n Then he left.<\/p>\n For the first time, I realized something.<\/p>\n Forgiveness didn’t mean pretending nothing happened.<\/p>\n It meant refusing to let what happened control the rest of my life.<\/p>\n A year after the station incident, I returned to the old Collins house.<\/p>\n The house had been restored.<\/p>\n Not as a home.<\/p>\n As a memorial.<\/p>\n A place where the names of missing children were displayed.<\/p>\n My grandmother’s photograph hung in the entrance.<\/p>\n Underneath it were the words:<\/p>\n SHE HID THE TRUTH UNTIL SOMEONE WAS BRAVE ENOUGH TO FIND IT.<\/strong><\/p>\n I stood there for a long time.<\/p>\n Then I walked into the old basement.<\/p>\n The hidden room was empty now.<\/p>\n No files.<\/p>\n No photographs.<\/p>\n No secrets.<\/p>\n Just walls.<\/p>\n I sat on the floor.<\/p>\n Lucy joined me.<\/p>\n “Thinking about her?”<\/p>\n “Always.”<\/p>\n She smiled.<\/p>\n “She’d be proud.”<\/p>\n I looked around.<\/p>\n “You think so?”<\/p>\n “I know so.”<\/p>\n I reached into my pocket.<\/p>\n The two-dollar bill.<\/p>\n The same one Grandma had given me years ago.<\/p>\n I’d kept it.<\/p>\n Not because of its value.<\/p>\n Because it had been the beginning.<\/p>\n The beginning of the question.<\/p>\n The beginning of the journey.<\/p>\n The beginning of the truth.<\/p>\n I unfolded it.<\/p>\n There was something written on the back.<\/p>\n I hadn’t noticed before.<\/p>\n Grandma’s handwriting.<\/p>\n One sentence.<\/p>\n If you ever wonder whether you were worth saving, remember this: I would have burned the whole world down before I let them take you.<\/strong><\/p>\n I started crying.<\/p>\n Lucy put her arm around me.<\/p>\n “I miss her.”<\/p>\n “Me too.”<\/p>\n We sat in silence.<\/p>\n Then I laughed.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n “I finally understand.”<\/p>\n “Understand what?”<\/p>\n “Why she gave me two dollars.”<\/p>\n Lucy smiled.<\/p>\n “Why?”<\/p>\n “Because she knew someday I’d realize it wasn’t about the money.”<\/p>\n “What was it about?”<\/p>\n I looked at the old basement door.<\/p>\n “It was proof.”<\/p>\n “Proof of what?”<\/p>\n “That someone believed I was worth something.”<\/p>\n Lucy squeezed my hand.<\/p>\n “You are.”<\/p>\n I nodded.<\/p>\n “I know.”<\/p>\n For the first time in my life…<\/p>\n I actually believed it.<\/p>\n Three years later, I stood in front of a courtroom.<\/p>\n Samuel was sentenced to life in prison.<\/p>\n The people who had helped him were exposed.<\/p>\n The network was dismantled.<\/p>\n The children were found.<\/p>\n The families were reunited.<\/p>\n The world learned the truth.<\/p>\n But there was one final mystery.<\/p>\n The identity of the man who had originally created the genetic system.<\/p>\n Samuel claimed it wasn’t him.<\/p>\n Daniel claimed it wasn’t him.<\/p>\n Elias claimed he didn’t know.<\/p>\n My grandmother’s records suggested someone else.<\/p>\n Someone who had disappeared decades earlier.<\/p>\n One night, I found an old box in my grandmother’s attic.<\/p>\n Inside was a photograph.<\/p>\n I nearly threw it away.<\/p>\n Then I saw the name.<\/p>\n ELIZABETH COLLINS & HER FAMILY \u2014 1981<\/strong><\/p>\n There were six people in the photograph.<\/p>\n My grandmother.<\/p>\n My grandfather.<\/p>\n Samuel.<\/p>\n Daniel.<\/p>\n Elias.<\/p>\n And another man.<\/p>\n A man I had never seen.<\/p>\n I turned the photograph over.<\/p>\n One sentence was written there.<\/p>\n He started it.<\/strong><\/p>\n Underneath was a name.<\/p>\n THOMAS COLLINS.<\/strong><\/p>\n My grandfather.<\/p>\n The man everyone had believed was dead before I was born.<\/p>\n I stared at the photograph.<\/p>\n Then noticed something else.<\/p>\n The photograph wasn’t old.<\/p>\n The paper was old.<\/p>\n But the ink beneath the name was fresh.<\/p>\n Someone had written it recently.<\/p>\n I looked toward the attic window.<\/p>\n A car was parked across the street.<\/p>\n Its headlights were off.<\/p>\n Someone was sitting inside.<\/p>\n Watching the house.<\/p>\n I ran downstairs.<\/p>\n Lucy was in the kitchen.<\/p>\n She looked at me.<\/p>\n “What happened?”<\/p>\n I held up the photograph.<\/p>\n “Someone wants me to find something.”<\/p>\n She frowned.<\/p>\n “What?”<\/p>\n I turned the photograph around.<\/p>\n “Grandpa.”<\/p>\n Her face went pale.<\/p>\n “He’s dead.”<\/p>\n I shook my head.<\/p>\n “That’s what everyone said.”<\/p>\n The car across the street started moving.<\/p>\n Slowly.<\/p>\n It passed the house.<\/p>\n I watched it disappear around the corner.<\/p>\n Then my phone buzzed.<\/p>\n Unknown number.<\/p>\n One message.<\/p>\n You found the first secret.<\/strong><\/p>\n Another arrived.<\/p>\n Now find the last one.<\/strong><\/p>\n I stared at the screen.<\/p>\n Then a final message appeared.<\/p>\n Your grandfather is waiting.<\/strong><\/p>\n I looked at Lucy.<\/p>\n She whispered:<\/p>\n “Are we going after him?”<\/p>\n I thought about the last three years.<\/p>\n The lies.<\/p>\n The fear.<\/p>\n The secrets.<\/p>\n The people who had tried to control my life.<\/p>\n Then I smiled.<\/p>\n “No.”<\/p>\n Lucy looked surprised.<\/p>\n I put the photograph down.<\/p>\n “I’m not chasing anyone anymore.”<\/p>\n I walked to the window.<\/p>\n The street was empty.<\/p>\n For the first time, I understood the lesson my grandmother had tried to teach me.<\/p>\n Some secrets deserved to be uncovered.<\/p>\n Some people deserved to be exposed.<\/p>\n But not every mystery deserved the rest of my life.<\/p>\n I had spent thirty-four years searching for the answer to one question:<\/p>\n Why wasn’t I enough?<\/strong><\/p>\n And now I knew.<\/p>\n It was never because I wasn’t enough.<\/p>\n It was because the people around me were too afraid of what I might become if I ever discovered my own strength.<\/p>\n I looked at my reflection in the glass.<\/p>\n I wasn’t the unwanted daughter.<\/p>\n I wasn’t the forgotten sister.<\/p>\n I wasn’t the experiment.<\/p>\n I wasn’t the key.<\/p>\n I wasn’t anyone’s property.<\/p>\n I was Iris.<\/p>\n And for the first time…<\/p>\n That was enough.<\/p>\n I folded my grandmother’s two-dollar bill and placed it beside her photograph.<\/p>\n Then I whispered:<\/p>\n “I finally understand.”<\/p>\n The room became quiet.<\/p>\n And for a moment, I could almost hear her voice.<\/p>\n “I knew you would.”<\/strong><\/p>\n I smiled.<\/p>\n Then I turned off the light.<\/p>\n And walked away.<\/p>\n Not because the story was over.<\/p>\n But because, finally\u2014<\/p>\n my life belonged to me.<\/strong><\/p>\n PART 10 \u2014 FINAL PART THE TRUTH I SPENT MY WHOLE LIFE RUNNING FROM The station stood in front of us like a grave. 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\nRain poured from the broken roof.
\nThe old sign hung crooked above the entrance.
\nCOLLINS CENTRAL STATION
\n<\/strong>The place had been abandoned for more than twenty years.
\nBut tonight, there were footprints in the mud.
\nFresh ones.
\nI stared at them.
\nThen at Anna.
\n“My real father is down there?”
\nShe nodded.
\n“Yes.”
\n“Who?”
\nHer lips trembled.
\n“His name is Elias.”
\nMy heart stopped.
\nThe name on the key.
\nThe name Chelsea had said belonged to Samuel’s dead son.
\n“The Elias who Samuel killed?”
\nAnna shook her head.
\n“That’s what everyone believed.”<\/p>\n
\nEPILOGUE<\/h3>\n
THE END<\/h1>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"