The question followed Rachel Brooks out of the hospital. \u201cThe current owner is listed under a company that doesn’t appear to exist anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n Her eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n \u201cThat’s not possible.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt gets stranger.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel looked toward the dark hospital corridor.<\/p>\n \u201cHow much stranger?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe property changed hands three times in less than six months.\u201d<\/p>\n She said nothing.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd there’s one more thing.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel tightened her grip around the radio.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe previous owner reported a missing person from that property years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel felt the air leave her lungs.<\/p>\n \u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe’re checking.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCheck faster.\u201d<\/p>\n She ended the transmission.<\/p>\n For the first time since arriving at the hospital, Rachel allowed herself to consider the possibility that Lily\u2019s mother had not simply disappeared somewhere between the apartment and the pharmacy.<\/p>\n Maybe she had been taken somewhere.<\/p>\n Maybe she had gone willingly because somebody had forced her to make a choice.<\/p>\n Or maybe she had gone to that property because she believed someone she loved was already there.<\/p>\n Rachel turned back toward Lily.<\/p>\n The girl was watching her.<\/p>\n Children always noticed more than adults thought they did.<\/p>\n Rachel walked back into the room.<\/p>\n \u201cLily.\u201d<\/p>\n The girl immediately sat straighter.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you find Mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel paused.<\/p>\n That question was becoming harder to answer.<\/p>\n \u201cWe’re looking.\u201d<\/p>\n Lily’s eyes lowered.<\/p>\n \u201cYou found the place.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel didn’t respond immediately.<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause you made the face.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel almost smiled despite everything.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat face?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe face adults make when they know something bad.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel sat beside her.<\/p>\n \u201cI don’t know that something bad happened there.\u201d<\/p>\n Lily stared at her.<\/p>\n \u201cMy mom knew.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s expression changed.<\/p>\n \u201cKnew what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat place.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy do you think she knew it?\u201d<\/p>\n Lily looked toward Leo.<\/p>\n He was asleep now.<\/p>\n His fever had begun to come down.<\/p>\n Only then did Lily whisper:<\/p>\n \u201cShe had a picture of it.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel remembered the photograph.<\/p>\n \u201cYour mother had the photograph?\u201d<\/p>\n Lily nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere did she keep it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot in her purse.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel leaned closer.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIn the kitchen.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s eyes moved toward the door.<\/p>\n \u201cThe kitchen?\u201d<\/p>\n Lily nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cShe hid it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n The girl pointed toward the floor.<\/p>\n \u201cUnder the loose board.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel immediately stood.<\/p>\n Back at apartment 4B, another officer was still securing the scene.<\/p>\n Rachel returned with him.<\/p>\n The building had grown quiet again.<\/p>\n The neighbors who had crowded the hallway earlier were behind closed doors now.<\/p>\n The cameras were gone.<\/p>\n The whispers remained.<\/p>\n Rachel entered the apartment and looked toward the kitchen.<\/p>\n The refrigerator was still dark.<\/p>\n The prescription bag remained where it had been left.<\/p>\n The chair still stood near the door.<\/p>\n For a moment, the apartment looked exactly as it had when she first entered.<\/p>\n Except now Rachel knew there were things inside it that nobody had noticed.<\/p>\n She crouched.<\/p>\n \u201cWhich board?\u201d<\/p>\n The officer beside her pointed toward the floor.<\/p>\n Lily had been right.<\/p>\n One section of the old wooden flooring sat slightly higher than the others.<\/p>\n Rachel slid a gloved finger beneath the edge.<\/p>\n The board lifted.<\/p>\n Underneath was a narrow cavity.<\/p>\n Inside was a small envelope.<\/p>\n No name.<\/p>\n No address.<\/p>\n Just one word written across the front.<\/p>\n LILY.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel stared at it.<\/p>\n \u201cDon’t open it yet,\u201d the other officer said.<\/p>\n \u201cI wasn’t planning to.\u201d<\/p>\n They photographed the envelope from several angles.<\/p>\n Then Rachel carefully removed it.<\/p>\n Inside was not a photograph.<\/p>\n It was a key.<\/p>\n A small brass key attached to a faded plastic tag.<\/p>\n The tag carried three numbers.<\/p>\n 17.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel looked at her partner.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does seventeen mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don’t know.\u201d<\/p>\n She turned the envelope over.<\/p>\n There was writing on the back.<\/p>\n This time, the handwriting was unmistakably the mother’s.<\/p>\n Rachel read it silently.<\/p>\n Then she read it again.<\/p>\n And a third time.<\/p>\n Her partner watched her face.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does it say?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel finally answered.<\/p>\n \u201cIt’s an instruction.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel swallowed.<\/p>\n \u201cIt says, \u2018If I don’t come back, don’t take Lily to her father.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n The room seemed to become colder.<\/p>\n \u201cThere\u2019s more.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel held the note carefully.<\/p>\n \u201c\u2018Take her to the place where the water makes noise.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n Her partner frowned.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel looked toward the window.<\/p>\n Outside, rain continued to fall.<\/p>\n She remembered Lily mentioning the wooded property.<\/p>\n Then she remembered the address.<\/p>\n Then the key.<\/p>\n Then the number seventeen.<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe we’re not looking for a house.\u201d<\/p>\n At 5:41 a.m., the search team arrived at the wooded property.<\/p>\n The road leading there was narrow and nearly invisible beneath the rain.<\/p>\n Trees pressed in from both sides.<\/p>\n The farther they drove, the weaker the phone signal became.<\/p>\n The property itself sat beyond an iron gate.<\/p>\n There was no visible house from the road.<\/p>\n Only trees.<\/p>\n Mud.<\/p>\n And an old gravel path disappearing into the woods.<\/p>\n Officer Rachel Brooks stepped from the vehicle.<\/p>\n Her flashlight swept across the gate.<\/p>\n A rusted sign hung from it.<\/p>\n NO TRESPASSING.<\/strong><\/p>\n Below that, almost hidden by vines, was another sign.<\/p>\n It had been painted over.<\/p>\n But one word remained visible.<\/p>\n 17.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel stared at it.<\/p>\n The same number.<\/p>\n She called headquarters.<\/p>\n \u201cConfirm the property address.\u201d<\/p>\n A voice answered through the radio.<\/p>\n \u201cConfirmed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAny structures registered?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOld storage building and former caretaker’s cabin.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel looked through the trees.<\/p>\n \u201cAnything else?\u201d<\/p>\n Silence.<\/p>\n Then:<\/p>\n \u201cThere’s an underground service tunnel.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel stopped.<\/p>\n \u201cRepeat that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOld drainage system. It runs beneath the property toward a creek.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel looked at the ground.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere does the tunnel entrance sit?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNear the old water tower.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel slowly turned.<\/p>\n Somewhere beyond the trees, she heard it.<\/p>\n Water.<\/p>\n Not rain.<\/p>\n Something else.<\/p>\n A steady rushing sound.<\/p>\n Rachel’s pulse increased.<\/p>\n \u201cThe water,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n Her partner looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n She remembered the note.<\/p>\n Take her to the place where the water makes noise.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel raised her flashlight.<\/p>\n \u201cSpread out.\u201d<\/p>\n The officers moved into the trees.<\/p>\n The rain covered their footsteps.<\/p>\n They followed the sound.<\/p>\n The creek appeared first.<\/p>\n Dark water rushed over rocks beneath the trees.<\/p>\n Beyond it stood an abandoned concrete structure.<\/p>\n The door had been chained.<\/p>\n But the chain had recently been cut.<\/p>\n Rachel crouched beside it.<\/p>\n Fresh mud covered the threshold.<\/p>\n Someone had been there.<\/p>\n Recently.<\/p>\n She touched the mud with her glove.<\/p>\n \u201cSomeone came through here.\u201d<\/p>\n Her partner looked toward the creek.<\/p>\n \u201cCould be anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cNot during a storm like this.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at the broken chain.<\/p>\n \u201cSomeone wanted to get inside.\u201d<\/p>\n The door opened with a heavy groan.<\/p>\n The flashlight beams entered first.<\/p>\n Dust.<\/p>\n Old pipes.<\/p>\n Broken shelves.<\/p>\n Nothing else.<\/p>\n Then Rachel noticed a narrow set of stairs.<\/p>\n They led downward.<\/p>\n She descended slowly.<\/p>\n One step.<\/p>\n Then another.<\/p>\n The sound of rushing water grew louder.<\/p>\n At the bottom was a concrete corridor.<\/p>\n A small light flickered overhead.<\/p>\n Rachel froze.<\/p>\n \u201cThat’s impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n Her partner looked up.<\/p>\n \u201cThe power’s supposed to be disconnected.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel stared at the bulb.<\/p>\n It flickered again.<\/p>\n Someone had restored electricity.<\/p>\n Recently.<\/p>\n They moved deeper into the corridor.<\/p>\n On the wall were old markings.<\/p>\n Numbers.<\/p>\n Dates.<\/p>\n Names.<\/p>\n Rachel’s flashlight stopped.<\/p>\n There was one name she recognized.<\/p>\n MARA VALE.<\/strong><\/p>\n Lily’s mother.<\/p>\n Rachel stepped closer.<\/p>\n The name had been written recently.<\/p>\n Underneath it was another line.<\/p>\n A date.<\/p>\n The same date from the back of the photograph.<\/p>\n Rachel felt her stomach tighten.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is it.\u201d<\/p>\n Her partner looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis is where the date came from.\u201d<\/p>\n They continued.<\/p>\n Then they heard something.<\/p>\n A faint metallic sound.<\/p>\n Like a chain moving.<\/p>\n Rachel raised her weapon and signaled for silence.<\/p>\n The officers advanced.<\/p>\n The corridor opened into a larger underground chamber.<\/p>\n There was a chair in the center.<\/p>\n A table.<\/p>\n An old lamp.<\/p>\n And on the table\u2014<\/p>\n a cup.<\/p>\n Still warm.<\/p>\n Rachel stared at it.<\/p>\n Someone had been sitting there.<\/p>\n Recently.<\/p>\n She moved closer.<\/p>\n The cup was half full.<\/p>\n Steam still rose from it.<\/p>\n Her partner whispered:<\/p>\n \u201cSomeone’s here.\u201d<\/p>\n Then the lights went out.<\/p>\n Complete darkness.<\/p>\n Rachel heard a door slam somewhere behind them.<\/p>\n \u201cBack!\u201d<\/p>\n They turned.<\/p>\n The corridor was empty.<\/p>\n But the entrance door had closed.<\/p>\n Rachel rushed toward it.<\/p>\n Locked.<\/p>\n Her partner tried the handle.<\/p>\n Nothing.<\/p>\n Then something moved in the darkness ahead.<\/p>\n A soft scrape.<\/p>\n Rachel raised her flashlight.<\/p>\n The beam cut through the blackness.<\/p>\n Nothing.<\/p>\n She moved forward.<\/p>\n A voice came from somewhere beyond the wall.<\/p>\n Quiet.<\/p>\n Almost too quiet to hear.<\/p>\n \u201cRachel?\u201d<\/p>\n She froze.<\/p>\n Nobody in that building should have known her name.<\/p>\n Her partner whispered:<\/p>\n \u201cWho said that?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel didn’t answer.<\/p>\n The voice came again.<\/p>\n \u201cRachel Brooks.\u201d<\/p>\n She turned toward the sound.<\/p>\n \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n Silence.<\/p>\n Then:<\/p>\n \u201cYou shouldn’t have brought them here.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s heart hammered.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere is Mara?\u201d<\/p>\n The voice did not answer.<\/p>\n Instead, somewhere deeper in the tunnel, a metal door opened.<\/p>\n A figure stepped into the light.<\/p>\n Rachel raised her weapon.<\/p>\n \u201cHands where I can see them!\u201d<\/p>\n The figure stopped.<\/p>\n It was a man.<\/p>\n Older.<\/p>\n Thin.<\/p>\n Soaked from the rain.<\/p>\n And holding something in his hand.<\/p>\n A photograph.<\/p>\n He raised it slowly.<\/p>\n Rachel recognized it immediately.<\/p>\n It was the missing half of Lily’s mother’s photograph.<\/p>\n The man who had been cut out.<\/p>\n The man Lily had never been allowed to name.<\/p>\n Rachel’s voice hardened.<\/p>\n \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n The man looked at her.<\/p>\n Then he said something that changed the entire case.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not the man Lily is afraid of.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel stared at him.<\/p>\n \u201cThen who are you?\u201d<\/p>\n His eyes moved toward the dark corridor behind Rachel.<\/p>\n \u201cThe man she’s afraid of is already inside your investigation.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s partner looked confused.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n The man dropped the photograph.<\/p>\n It landed face-up on the concrete.<\/p>\n Rachel looked down.<\/p>\n The photograph showed Mara standing beside a young Lily.<\/p>\n But there was another detail.<\/p>\n A second adult stood behind them.<\/p>\n Not Lily’s father.<\/p>\n Not the man in front of Rachel.<\/p>\n Someone else.<\/p>\n Someone Rachel recognized.<\/p>\n Her own breath stopped.<\/p>\n The person standing behind Mara and Lily was a police officer.<\/p>\n And beneath the photograph was a date.<\/p>\n The same date Mara had disappeared.<\/p>\n Rachel slowly looked back at the stranger.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere did you get this?\u201d<\/p>\n He didn’t answer.<\/p>\n Instead, he pointed toward a door at the far end of the chamber.<\/p>\n \u201cShe’s behind that door.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel moved instantly.<\/p>\n \u201cMara?\u201d<\/p>\n The man nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cShe was alive when I left her.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel ran toward the door.<\/p>\n Her partner followed.<\/p>\n The lock was old.<\/p>\n They forced it open.<\/p>\n The room beyond was empty.<\/p>\n No Mara.<\/p>\n No chair.<\/p>\n No person.<\/p>\n Only a small child’s backpack sitting on the floor.<\/p>\n Rachel recognized it immediately.<\/p>\n Lily’s.<\/p>\n She crouched and opened it.<\/p>\n Inside was a folded piece of paper.<\/p>\n She unfolded it.<\/p>\n Her hands began to shake.<\/p>\n There were only six words.<\/p>\n Lily knows what happened that night.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel stared at the sentence.<\/p>\n Then she heard footsteps behind her.<\/p>\n She turned.<\/p>\n The stranger was gone.<\/p>\n The corridor was empty.<\/p>\n Her partner ran outside to search.<\/p>\n Rachel remained in the room.<\/p>\n Something was wrong.<\/p>\n The backpack was not old.<\/p>\n It was clean.<\/p>\n Dry.<\/p>\n Recently placed there.<\/p>\n Someone had brought Lily’s backpack to this underground room after Rachel had found it at the hospital.<\/p>\n Which meant whoever had done it had access to information about the children.<\/p>\n Information that should have been known only to the police.<\/p>\n Rachel’s radio crackled.<\/p>\n \u201cBrooks.\u201d<\/p>\n She grabbed it.<\/p>\n \u201cGo ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHospital security just called.\u201d<\/p>\n Her heart dropped.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey’re looking for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n A pause.<\/p>\n Then the voice became urgent.<\/p>\n \u201cLily is gone.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel stood completely still.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLily left the room.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere’s Leo?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe’s still here.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s blood turned cold.<\/p>\n \u201cWho was with her?\u201d<\/p>\n Nobody answered.<\/p>\n \u201cWho was watching her?\u201d<\/p>\n Finally:<\/p>\n \u201cA uniformed officer.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel closed her eyes.<\/p>\n The photograph flashed through her mind.<\/p>\n The unknown officer standing behind Mara.<\/p>\n The secret room.<\/p>\n The missing mother.<\/p>\n The note.<\/p>\n The backpack.<\/p>\n And Lily disappearing under police protection.<\/p>\n Rachel’s voice became almost a whisper.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat’s the officer’s name?\u201d<\/p>\n The dispatcher hesitated.<\/p>\n Then answered.<\/p>\n \u201cOfficer Daniel Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s eyes widened.<\/p>\n She knew that name.<\/p>\n Everyone in the department did.<\/p>\n Daniel Mercer had been one of the first officers assigned to the missing-person investigation.<\/p>\n He had also been one of the officers who arrived at the apartment before Rachel.<\/p>\n Rachel remembered him standing in the hallway.<\/p>\n She remembered him saying the blackout was strange.<\/p>\n She remembered him asking whether Lily had mentioned her father.<\/p>\n At the time, those questions had sounded routine.<\/p>\n Now they sounded different.<\/p>\n Rachel looked toward the empty corridor.<\/p>\n Mercer had known about the children.<\/p>\n He had known about Mara.<\/p>\n He had known about the investigation.<\/p>\n And now he had taken Lily.<\/p>\n Rachel immediately called headquarters.<\/p>\n \u201cDo not contact Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause I think he knows we’re onto him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you saying?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel looked again at the photograph.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m saying the person we’ve been searching for may not be the only person involved.\u201d<\/p>\n The dispatcher went silent.<\/p>\n Then:<\/p>\n \u201cBrooks, there’s another problem.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel closed her eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe checked Mercer’s vehicle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe left the hospital twenty minutes ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWith Lily?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe don’t know.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel’s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n \u201cFind him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe’re trying.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFind him now.\u201d<\/p>\n She ended the call.<\/p>\n For several seconds, she stood alone in the underground room.<\/p>\n Then she noticed something on the floor.<\/p>\n A small object near the door.<\/p>\n A child’s hair clip.<\/p>\n Pink.<\/p>\n Rachel recognized it.<\/p>\n Lily had been wearing it at the hospital.<\/p>\n Rachel picked it up.<\/p>\n And beneath it was a tiny folded piece of paper.<\/p>\n She opened it.<\/p>\n This time, the handwriting was different.<\/p>\n The words were written in the uneven letters of a seven-year-old child.<\/p>\n I know where Mommy is.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel’s heart pounded.<\/p>\n Below that sentence was another.<\/p>\n But I can’t tell the police.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel stared at the page.<\/p>\n Then she noticed one final line.<\/p>\n Three words.<\/p>\n Because he’s listening.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel slowly looked up.<\/p>\n The underground room was silent.<\/p>\n But somewhere behind the concrete wall, something clicked.<\/p>\n A microphone.<\/p>\n Still active.<\/p>\n Someone had been listening to everything.<\/p>\n And then Rachel heard a man’s voice through the darkness.<\/p>\n Not from the corridor.<\/p>\n Not from the radio.<\/p>\n From the speaker hidden inside the wall.<\/p>\n \u201cNow you understand.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel stepped backward.<\/p>\n The voice continued.<\/p>\n \u201cYou were never supposed to find the room.\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel reached for her radio.<\/p>\n The voice laughed quietly.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you were never supposed to find Lily.\u201d<\/p>\n Then every light in the underground tunnel came back on at once.<\/p>\n Rachel looked toward the far wall.<\/p>\n A red light was blinking.<\/p>\n Recording.<\/p>\n She stared at it.<\/p>\n Someone had been watching them.<\/p>\n Someone had known exactly where they were.<\/p>\n And somewhere above ground, a seven-year-old girl was being driven away by a police officer she had been taught to trust.<\/p>\n Rachel grabbed her radio.<\/p>\n \u201cLock down every road around that property.\u201d<\/p>\n Her partner looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere do you think Mercer is taking her?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel looked at the child’s note one more time.<\/p>\n Then she remembered Lily’s words from the hospital.<\/p>\n Mom always comes back.<\/strong><\/p>\n Rachel suddenly understood.<\/p>\n Lily hadn’t been talking about Mara.<\/p>\n She had been talking about someone else.<\/p>\n Someone who had disappeared before.<\/p>\n Someone who had always returned.<\/p>\n Someone whose name Lily had never said.<\/p>\n Rachel looked toward the dark tunnel.<\/p>\n \u201cGet me every file on Mara’s disappearance.\u201d<\/p>\n Her partner frowned.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n Rachel held up the note.<\/p>\n \u201cBecause I don’t think tonight was the first time this happened.\u201d<\/p>\n And far away, on a rain-soaked road beyond the city, a black vehicle disappeared into the darkness.<\/p>\n In the back seat sat Lily.<\/p>\n She was frightened.<\/p>\n But she wasn’t crying.<\/p>\n Because the man driving the vehicle had just said something that made her stop being afraid.<\/p>\n He had said:<\/p>\n \u201cYour mother told me you’d remember.\u201d<\/p>\n Lily slowly looked up.<\/p>\n \u201cRemember what?\u201d<\/p>\n The man glanced at her through the mirror.<\/p>\n \u201cThe night you saw who really took her.\u201d<\/p>\n Lily’s face went pale.<\/p>\n Because suddenly, after all these years, a memory she had buried came rushing back.<\/p>\n A hallway.<\/p>\n A door.<\/p>\n Her mother’s scream.<\/p>\n And a police badge lying on the floor…..<\/p>\n PART 3 \u2014 THE PLACE SHE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO FIND The question followed Rachel Brooks out of the hospital. 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\nWhat had prevented Lily\u2019s mother from coming home?
\n<\/strong>For several minutes, nobody had an answer.
\nThen the radio on Rachel\u2019s shoulder crackled.
\n\u201cBrooks.\u201d
\nShe stepped away from the hospital room.
\n\u201cGo ahead.\u201d
\n\u201cWe ran the address.\u201d
\nRachel\u2019s posture changed.
\n\u201cAnd?\u201d
\nA pause.
\n\u201cIt’s not a random property.\u201d
\nRachel looked through the glass window toward Lily.
\nThe little girl was sitting beside Leo\u2019s hospital bed, both hands wrapped around a paper cup she was too frightened to drink from.
\n\u201cWhat is it?\u201d Rachel asked.
\n\u201cThe address belongs to a property that has been vacant for years.\u201d
\nRachel frowned.
\n\u201cWho owns it?\u201d
\nAnother pause.
\n\u201cThat’s the problem.\u201d
\nRachel waited.<\/p>\n
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