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Chapter 5 Rebirth as Marcy McGill

Word Count: 1154    |    Released on: 04/06/2025

nger's face, with sharp cheekbones and smooth, dark hair. Their eyes had learnt to hide storms under a polished serenity. The name

quiet chatter. Marcy's phone rang with a fresh message, which looked like fan mail. She opened it slowly. The wor

She crumpled the note and spoke in

s and freezing streets where no one knew her real name. This was

aire O'Hara, a close friend and insider with her own secre

died herself. "Let's

ill early in the night. Every grin and every look w

ful silks and tailored suits. Marcy walked through the throng like a secret promise, looking at the faces of importa

the night," a reporter said

. "Just getting started," she sa

, powerful body was obvious, and his eyes narrowed as memories flashed i

f-smile, and there was a flash

d, and the name

hey were so close. He whispered gently, "Marcy," an

der. "Life is ful

past and new wounds. The air was thick with tension

nd stroked her arm. Marcy's breath c

her. Each one had pieces of a snatched life: a blurry picture of a toddler, a name quic

s of the picture, and her heart r

hese lead to someone important, someone in the Reynolds inne

"Then it's time to br

and another thread that was getting tight

" Claire said. "Eve

pursuit had begun, and nothing would s

n her consciousness, lightin

n't done; it was

binder full of information about Marcy McGill, the woman she thought was dead and gone. Her black silk dress hugged her slim body, and her long, dark hair fell

e as icy as winter frost. "Marcy thinks she can

file. Jane's eyes darted to the page, which showed a picture o

d into a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

h. "It's Jane, Dimitri." There is a job. Quiet and clean. Marcy McGill. S

ot bigger. "No errors.

hands together. The game wasn't finishe

d. The envelope was on the table, and it seemed heavier than paper should. She opened it with

he read, "Your daughter is a

smouldering for a long time. The smell of strong coffee mixed with the electric tension that was

silence as the chair across from me scr

ere bright green and had a knowing smile

swallowing. "Why sho

smile on his lips. "Because no one else ca

to shadows, and her determination grew stronger. This

anything to get

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