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PART 4 I stared at the photograph. Then at the handwriting on the back. Then back at Adrian. My mind kept rejecting what my eyes were seeing. Because there was …

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PART 6 The silence inside my office lasted almost a full minute. Nobody spoke. Nobody reached for the documents. The only sound was the steady rain tapping against the floor-to-ceiling …

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PART 10 Nobody spoke. I looked down at the photograph again. My father stood beside Evelyn. Both of them were smiling. Neither looked frightened. Neither looked like strangers. The date …

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PART 14 For a second, I thought I had misheard. “Colton?” Naomi nodded. “Our tactical team confirmed his identity.” I stared at her. “And Evelyn?” “They didn’t find her.” My …

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PART 18 Nobody in the room moved. The words echoed through the command center. Robert Tate isn’t running anymore… …because he’s already inside Keystone Horizon. Special Agent Naomi Brooks was …

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PART 23 — EPILOGUE One year later… I stood outside the front doors of the new Horizon Tomorrow Center. Children laughed somewhere behind me. Families gathered beneath bright blue banners. …

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I cleaned an old woman’s house every Thursday for $20. For seven months, she never paid me once. The morning she died, her daughter pointed at the mop beside the …

I cleaned an old woman’s house every Thursday for $20, and for seven months, she never paid me once. Read More

One year passed before Bram Voss knocked on my front door again. It happened on a Thursday. Of course it did. The Thursday Room had just closed for the evening. …

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For several seconds, no one moved. Rain poured through the shattered front window. The brick rested on the hardwood floor beside scattered pieces of glass. The note remained in my …

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Every flashlight in the hidden room slowly turned… …toward Bram. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. His face emptied of every expression until he looked almost as pale as the …

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