“Yes.” My throat felt raw.
“We need to talk about a missing person case linked to Harper Genetics.”
My mind raced: the biotech firm, the cure, the inheritance.
“Someone vanished three years ago—Dr. Larkin, the lead researcher on the D.o.w.n therapy.”
The officer slid a folder across the steel table.
Inside were photos of Dr. Larkin with Caleb, smiling, a contract identical to the one I’d just read.
“The investigation suggests the disappearance was orchestrated to protect the research.”
He leaned in, voice lowering.
“Your brother married Grace to secure access to the company and to make you the sole heir. He was the silent partner, not out of love, but to guard the secret that only you could control.”
A cold weight settled on my shoulders; the truth hit like a punch to the gut.
Grace’s survival now felt like a fragile veil over a calculated scheme.
The twins cooed softly in the background, oblivious to the storm surrounding their births.
My world tilted, the edges of love and betrayal blurring into a single, terrifying reality.
