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leukemia had returned, and he needed

s cold eyes landed on our five-year-old

aid. "Her marrow i

e floor. They ignored my screams as doctors held dow

diac arrest. Then, they had me beaten and dumped

pite. He cursed my name, telling everyone I was a venomo

e, city-wide manhunt. He is threatening to torture my mother to f

search will lead

s every move, waiting for the mo

pte

sterile white room, a death sen

. It's aggressive. He needs a bo

s eyes, cold and sharp, landed on our five-ye

aid. "Her marrow i

en, no. We can't. Lily i

y, the son my sister had with him before we wer

nd our daughter. "I w

impatience. He didn't lay a

ed out, his voice

. Her eyes were red from crying, but there

her hands were already reaching for m

d, trying to push her away, trying t

rage. She grabbed my hair, yankin

ed. "My son is dying, and you'r

the hospital hallway. The world spun, stars exploding behind my eyes. The last thing I saw was Jaimen' s impassiv

dark, wet alley behind the hospital. T

three y

ia is back. And Jaime

ne I fled from that night. It's deserted now, w

sound. "She swore she'd on

only been gone for a short while, and

s his arm, her knuckles white. "Jaimen, the doctor says Timothy'

steen and her daughter are gone,

ver the city as if he could will me to appear. He pu

n Hahn and her daughter. Use whatever mean

ack, force my little girl

e, he'll be

search will l

ghter and I ar