nderground garage of a sleek, anonymous skyscraper in Midtown Manhattan. Fiona and Si

and a wall of glass that offered a breathtaking, god-like view of the city lights. It

She walked barefoot to the window, the city a river of light at h

said, his voice a calm anchor in her turbulent thoughts. H

, we acquired DNA samples from B

A genetic report was displayed, i

te is Cyrus's biological daugh

very whim. But seeing the proof in black and white sent a sharp, cold pang through her chest. All those years of feeling like an

n to sink in. Then he continued. "The sec

turned from the window, her g

medical records, financial transfers, a time

your mother from the manor to an exclusive private c

l, untraceable payment from an offshore account linked to Cyrus shortly after your m

r treatment logs. One drug was administered consistently. In small doses, it's a sedative. But long-

ge, the expertise that made her a legend in other circles, screamed at her. Thi

ld it felt like a physical ent

e whispered, the name

pport. He knew her better than anyone. He kne

torm in her eyes receded, replaced by a terrifying cal

," she

in those two simple words. He smoothly changed th

one I mentioned on the phone. An important

ors in New York have given up. They're ca

ed a miracle. They

ground world. The name whispered in despe

that wanted to see the world burn. Perhaps saving a life was the only

commanded, her voice devoid of emot

he life she was about to save, would drag her right back

ng to the B