Margaret sat at Pierce\u2019s kitchen table with the torn notebook fragment in front of her.<\/p>\n
No one touched it.<\/p>\n
Infant female.<\/p>\n
1949.<\/p>\n
Mother: Evelyn Cole.<\/p>\n
No father visible.<\/p>\n
The page had been ripped precisely where the paternal entry would have appeared.<\/p>\n
Margaret looked at the fragment as though the handwriting belonged to another language.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother was named Ruth Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat may still be true in every way that mattered,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
The sentence surprised both of us.<\/p>\n
I had just spent days learning that parenthood and biology rarely occupied the same line.<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s expression softened for half a second.<\/p>\n
Then Eleanor said, \u201cArthur told me Evelyn had three daughters.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThree?\u201d Margaret whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNames?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe never said.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas sat across from her, soaked from the lake and wrapped in an old blanket.<\/p>\n
\u201cHarriet. Rebecca. Margaret.\u201d<\/p>\n
It sounded impossible only because we had not considered it.<\/p>\n
Harriet had always been described as Rebecca\u2019s sister.<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s birth now pointed toward Evelyn too.<\/p>\n
If Arthur had fathered Rebecca with Evelyn, perhaps Margaret came from the same relationship.<\/p>\n
Margaret shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur would have known.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably,\u201d Eleanor said.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd he married me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
That was the first horrifying implication.<\/p>\n
Margaret had married Arthur Vale in the 1980s.<\/p>\n
If Arthur was her biological father\u2014<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Eleanor said immediately. \u201cHe cannot be.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father knew Rebecca was his daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe would not marry another daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnless he did not know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew more than everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat has not exactly proven reassuring.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael entered from the porch.<\/p>\n
Police had secured Pierce.<\/p>\n
Natalie was being examined by paramedics.<\/p>\n
No life-threatening injuries.<\/p>\n
Pierce\u2019s notebook was now evidence.<\/p>\n
Michael heard the last sentence.<\/p>\n
\u201cDNA.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe stop guessing.\u201d<\/p>\n
He called Priya.<\/p>\n
She coordinated samples.<\/p>\n
Harriet already had DNA on file from the earlier tests.<\/p>\n
Rebecca too, through hospital collection after being shot.<\/p>\n
Margaret provided hers.<\/p>\n
The laboratory promised a preliminary kinship comparison within hours.<\/p>\n
Until then, we had another problem.<\/p>\n
Stephen.<\/p>\n
He had been arrested beneath St. Agnes.<\/p>\n
Still in custody.<\/p>\n
And if Pierce knew Margaret\u2019s true birth, Stephen probably did too.<\/p>\n
I looked at Michael.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe talk to him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPolice interview.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to hear it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael hesitated.<\/p>\n
Then nodded.<\/p>\n
We returned to the city shortly after sunrise.<\/p>\n
The day looked offensively normal.<\/p>\n
People drove to work.<\/p>\n
Coffee shops opened.<\/p>\n
Children waited for school buses.<\/p>\n
My life had become a collapsing genealogy chart, and outside it, commuters complained about traffic.<\/p>\n
Stephen was being held in a secured hospital ward because of his cancer.<\/p>\n
He looked weaker when we entered.<\/p>\n
Handcuffed to the bed.<\/p>\n
IV running.<\/p>\n
Still watching everyone as if calculating value.<\/p>\n
Margaret stayed outside.<\/p>\n
So did Eleanor.<\/p>\n
I went in with Michael.<\/p>\n
Stephen looked at us.<\/p>\n
\u201cBrothers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Michael said.<\/p>\n
\u201cRelated enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood near the foot of the bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you know about Margaret\u2019s birth?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Pierce finally lost his nerve.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich version?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe one you can prove.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat limits things.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas Evelyn Cole Margaret\u2019s biological mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt the answer land even though I expected it.<\/p>\n
\u201cFather?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot Arthur.\u201d<\/p>\n
Relief arrived too quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSamuel Mercer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s legal father.<\/p>\n
I frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Ruth Mercer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould not have children.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn gave Margaret to them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
But Stephen continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot St. Agnes money. Earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn had been poor.<\/p>\n
Samuel and Ruth Mercer wanted a child.<\/p>\n
Arthur, then a young businessman, knew Evelyn.<\/p>\n
He arranged a private placement.<\/p>\n
No formal adoption.<\/p>\n
A forged birth certificate listed Ruth as the mother.<\/p>\n
Margaret grew up never knowing.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Arthur knew she was Evelyn\u2019s daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Rebecca\u2019s sister.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHarriet too?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did he never tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are asking why Arthur Vale kept a family secret?\u201d<\/p>\n
Fair.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That explained too much.<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s resentment toward Margaret.<\/p>\n
Their rivalry.<\/p>\n
Her fixation.<\/p>\n
She knew they were sisters while Margaret did not.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Harriet know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot until later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Margaret\u2019s supposed death.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Michael.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca knew Margaret was her sister and still ordered Pierce to kill her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen shrugged weakly.<\/p>\n
\u201cFamily never slowed Rebecca down.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about Arthur marrying Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew she was not his daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Margaret know Arthur had arranged her placement?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he marry her partly because of that history?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That disturbed me in a different way.<\/p>\n
Arthur had helped place Margaret as an infant.<\/p>\n
Decades later, married her to protect her from Stephen.<\/p>\n
Not incest.<\/p>\n
Still a hidden imbalance she had never understood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does this change about the trust?\u201d Michael asked.<\/p>\n
Stephen\u2019s eyes sharpened.<\/p>\n
There.<\/p>\n
The question that interested him.<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than you think.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur\u2019s first trust was broad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDescendants and designated family.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret was not his descendant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was designated family before Eleanor was born.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen Arthur arranged her placement.\u201d<\/p>\n
A childhood beneficiary.<\/p>\n
Arthur had created a small protective fund for Margaret under a hidden schedule.<\/p>\n
Later, when he built the larger Vale trust, some language carried forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould Margaret control assets?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho could?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cHer descendants.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cCeleste.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNatalie.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I am not Margaret\u2019s biological child.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes not matter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were legally adopted by her.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
Under certain trust language, adopted descendants counted.<\/p>\n
That meant the Vale estate had two separate paths to me.<\/p>\n
Biological through Eleanor.<\/p>\n
Legal through Margaret.<\/p>\n
Arthur had created redundancies even in family.<\/p>\n
Stephen laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe made you almost impossible to disinherit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause once Margaret adopted you, Arthur realized what had happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat Eleanor\u2019s stolen child had landed with the woman he trusted most.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
Arthur knew.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow early?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWithin months.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did he not return me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen\u2019s smile disappeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret refused.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe thought Eleanor was dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen looked toward the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur told her Eleanor was alive when you were six months old.\u201d<\/p>\n
My chest tightened.<\/p>\n
Everything Margaret had admitted suddenly became smaller than the truth.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRaymond did not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Eleanor know where I was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur wanted a controlled transfer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe feared Stephen and Rebecca would use the return to trace you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret refused anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen did not soften it.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe loved you.\u201d<\/p>\n
That should have sounded kind.<\/p>\n
It did not.<\/p>\n
Love became another reason adults used to remove choice from others.<\/p>\n
Michael asked, \u201cWhat happened after she refused?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur threatened legal action.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca intervened.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told Margaret Stephen knew where Raymond worked.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Fear.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Margaret chose to keep me and convinced herself it was protection.<\/p>\n
Arthur backed down.<\/p>\n
Then spent years building the recovery archive partly because of his failure to return me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Eleanor ever learn Arthur found me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he was ashamed.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed once.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently shame runs this family.\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are enjoying moral clarity because you learned everything at once. They learned it in pieces while people were dying.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not defend them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI am not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI am telling you why people become cowards.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward the IV.<\/p>\n
\u201cUsually one compromise at a time.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was almost useful.<\/p>\n
I hated that it came from him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Rebecca want Margaret dead?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Arthur named Margaret custodian of the recovery archive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot only that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSuccessor trustee.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo the Vale trust?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConditional.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Arthur discovered Rebecca existed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Eleanor hated him. Michael was hidden. Rebecca was blackmailing him. Margaret was the only adult he trusted who was not biologically his.\u201d<\/p>\n
The irony was vicious.<\/p>\n
Arthur trusted Margaret because she was outside the bloodline.<\/p>\n
Yet she was Rebecca\u2019s sister and connected to nearly everything.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Rebecca know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo killing Margaret would remove her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly if Margaret truly died.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
Stephen smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur had created a contingency.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Margaret died?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf anyone tried to kill her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat contingency?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer legal death transferred temporary control.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cRaymond.\u201d<\/p>\n
My father.<\/p>\n
The mechanic asking me for one thousand dollars.<\/p>\n
The man Natalie humiliated in my kitchen.<\/p>\n
Raymond had quietly held temporary control over part of the Vale system for eleven years.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Dad know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough to terrify him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy ask me for one thousand dollars?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he was trying to renew access without using trust funds Rebecca monitored.\u201d<\/p>\n
The small amount suddenly made sense.<\/p>\n
He needed cash off-grid.<\/p>\n
Certified records.<\/p>\n
Independent DNA.<\/p>\n
An attorney.<\/p>\n
Priya.<\/p>\n
He had been trying to reactivate protections before Rebecca could move.<\/p>\n
Michael\u2019s phone buzzed.<\/p>\n
DNA preliminary result.<\/p>\n
He read it.<\/p>\n
Then looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret and Harriet are maternal half-sisters.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSame.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Evelyn is confirmed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Arthur?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot Margaret\u2019s father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Relief.<\/p>\n
\u201cSamuel Mercer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCannot confirm without sample.\u201d<\/p>\n
But enough.<\/p>\n
Margaret was not Arthur\u2019s daughter.<\/p>\n
She was Harriet and Rebecca\u2019s sister.<\/p>\n
Then another result.<\/p>\n
Celeste and Natalie.<\/p>\n
Both Margaret\u2019s biological daughters.<\/p>\n
Different fathers.<\/p>\n
Celeste fathered by Stephen.<\/p>\n
Natalie by Douglas.<\/p>\n
Confirmed.<\/p>\n
Our tangled lines were finally turning into evidence.<\/p>\n
Michael scrolled.<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
I straightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEleanor is his biological mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStephen is not his biological father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Stephen\u2019s eyes sharpened.<\/p>\n
He had not known.<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou arranged the pregnancy.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked genuinely confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cI arranged access.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPierce handled the procedure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou assumed your genetic material was used.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas was not Stephen\u2019s son.<\/p>\n
Then whose?<\/p>\n
Michael read.<\/p>\n
\u201cPaternal comparison shows first-degree relationship to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot father-son. More likely half-sibling or uncle-nephew depending age.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas was only a few years younger than Michael.<\/p>\n
Half-sibling made sense.<\/p>\n
Same father.<\/p>\n
Arthur Vale.<\/p>\n
My grandfather.<\/p>\n
Eleanor\u2019s father.<\/p>\n
No.<\/p>\n
The thought was impossible.<\/p>\n
Eleanor could not be Thomas\u2019s mother if Arthur was his father.<\/p>\n
That would mean\u2014<\/p>\n
Michael went pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis cannot be right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen whispered, \u201cPierce.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he do?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stephen looked horrified for the first time since I met him.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe used stored samples.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
Pierce had used Arthur Vale\u2019s genetic material to impregnate Arthur\u2019s own daughter.<\/p>\n
Eleanor.<\/p>\n
Thomas was the product of medical assault and incest engineered without Eleanor\u2019s knowledge.<\/p>\n
I could barely breathe.<\/p>\n
Michael looked sick.<\/p>\n
Stephen whispered, \u201cI did not order that.\u201d<\/p>\n
I believed him.<\/p>\n
Not because he deserved trust.<\/p>\n
Because the horror on his face was too immediate.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Pierce do it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael asked.<\/p>\n
Stephen closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo create the strongest possible trust claimant.\u201d<\/p>\n
A child biologically descended from Arthur through both maternal and paternal lines.<\/p>\n
A grotesque attempt to manufacture inheritance power.<\/p>\n
Thomas.<\/p>\n
Another engineered heir.<\/p>\n
My phone rang.<\/p>\n
Margaret.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
Her voice shook.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas is gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe left the lake house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Eleanor?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he say anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe heard the DNA results through the police radio.\u201d<\/p>\n
My chest tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere would he go?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor came onto the phone.<\/p>\n
Her voice was breaking.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe is going to Pierce.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked through the glass at the corridor.<\/p>\n
Pierce was held two floors below.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Thomas say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he finally knows why Pierce kept him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo use him as the only key no one else could replace.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then an alarm began outside Stephen\u2019s room.<\/p>\n
Michael opened the door.<\/p>\n
Officers ran down the corridor.<\/p>\n
Radio traffic exploded.<\/p>\n
A prisoner transport elevator had stopped unexpectedly.<\/p>\n
Pierce\u2019s guard was not responding.<\/p>\n
I looked at Michael.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
We ran.<\/p>\n
By the time we reached the service level, the elevator doors were open.<\/p>\n
One officer lay unconscious.<\/p>\n
The other was alive but bleeding.<\/p>\n
Pierce was gone.<\/p>\n
On the wall, written in blood, were five words.<\/p>\n
HE MADE ME TO OWN ME.<\/p>\n
Below them:<\/p>\n
ST. AGNES. ORIGINAL OPERATING ROOM.<\/p>\n
Thomas had taken Pierce back to where he was created.<\/p>\n
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