The Unlikely Ally's Vengeance

ly gave out when I found myself standing in fr

pushed through the gates and walked, my feet moving on autopilot, until

anor Miller. B

gh my thin dress. The sharp cramping in my belly intensifie

y throat by a sob. "I'm so sorry. I gave it all to

the blueprints for the Johnson Tower. Mark bringing me sandwiches, his brow furrowed with fake concern. "Don't w

another tool for his own gain. He'd praised my designs, called me a genius

ch as a warm gush of fluid ran down my legs. I looked down. In the dim light

oo

as the cold, unfeeling granite of my paren

eptic and the crisp, white sheets covering me. I was in a hospital room.

drip in my arm. She gave me a soft, s

you feeli

s raw. I swallowed, and the words

gentle hand on my arm. "I'm so sorry, Sarah. You were under a lot of stress, and

They had been conceived in a lie and had vanished along with it. In a twisted way, it felt like a mercy. They would never have t

e continued, her voice soft, "he was v

asked, my

. "No, he said his name

ant but disgraced engineer Mark always spoke of with a mix of fear and contempt. Th

he bedside table. "He left his numb

n a beach, a perfect picture of a perfect lie. In the background of the photo, almost out of focus, was a man watching us fro

had been there all along,