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CHAPTER 25 THE IMPOSSIBLE TEST



Malcolm Vale’s statement made no biological sense.

Nora was nineteen.

I was thirty-four.

I had been fifteen when she was born.

I had never met Rachel after the fire.

Malcolm refused to explain.

He requested an attorney and stopped speaking.

Ortiz ordered an immediate DNA comparison.

The preliminary results arrived twelve hours later.

They did not show that I was Nora’s father.

They showed something stranger.

Nora and I shared enough genetic material to be siblings.

Not uncle and niece.

Siblings.

Thomas was genetically related to both of us.

Rachel’s stored medical sample showed that she was also our sibling.

But Diane’s DNA, already in the federal database, did not match Nora.

Nora was not Rachel’s biological daughter.

The birth certificate had been falsified.

Claire read the report three times.

“Then who gave birth to her?”

Ortiz pointed to a note.

“The mitochondrial markers suggest Nora’s biological mother came from Diane’s maternal family.”

“Diane had no sisters.”

“None listed.”

Thomas sat at the end of the table.

His hands trembled.

“You know something,” I said.

He stared at the DNA report.

“Diane had a twin.”

No one spoke.

“Her name was Evelyn,” Thomas continued. “She died when they were children.”

“How?”

“Diane said she drowned.”

“Was a body recovered?”

“No.”

Another death without a body.

Another story controlled by my mother.

Ortiz reopened family records.

Evelyn Bennett had disappeared at age nine.

The case had been closed after Diane told investigators she saw her sister fall into the river.

Their parents believed her.

From that day forward, Diane became the only surviving child.

But a photograph in the family archive showed the twins wearing matching silver bracelets.

The same bracelets Rachel and Nora had worn.

“The bracelet did not belong to Rachel originally,” Claire said.

“It belonged to Evelyn.”

A nurse from Vale Family Recovery Institute agreed to speak with federal agents.

Her name was Helen Price.

She had worked for Malcolm for thirty-two years.

“Evelyn survived,” Helen said. “Arthur found her in a state institution when she was fourteen.”

“Why was she institutionalized?”

“She accused Diane of pushing her into the river.”

Arthur arranged her release.

Then he used her.

Evelyn gave birth several times inside Harbor House.

Most of her children were removed immediately.

Thomas closed his eyes.

“How many?”

Helen looked toward me.

“At least three.”

Rachel.

Me.

Nora.

Diane had raised Rachel and me as her own children.

Nora had been hidden with Margaret.

“Why?” I asked.

Helen hesitated.

“Because Evelyn was the legal beneficiary of the Bennett-Rose Trust.”

The forty-eight million dollars had originated with Evelyn’s biological father, a wealthy industrialist who never publicly acknowledged her.

The trust passed through her bloodline.

Arthur Vale used Diane to control Evelyn’s children.

Diane agreed because she wanted the fortune and the life she believed her sister had stolen from her.

“Where is Evelyn now?” Claire asked.

Helen’s face changed.

“I don’t know.”

“What about Nora?”

Helen reached beneath her collar and removed a small key.

“Room 214.”

We had seen that number before.

The train station locker.

The hidden reference in Rachel’s recordings.

Helen led agents to a locked room beneath the institute.

The key opened the door.

Inside stood three empty beds.

Medical restraints hung from the frames.

One wall was covered with photographs.

Rachel.

Nora.

Claire.

Grace.

A photograph of Claire had been taken years before we met.

I removed it from the wall.

On the back was a date and a handwritten note.

APPROVED PARTNER FOR SUBJECT B-2.

I was Subject B-2.

Claire had not entered my life by accident.

She had been selected for me.

A speaker in the ceiling activated.

Nora’s voice filled the room.

“Claire, don’t believe them.”

Claire looked upward.

Nora continued.

“You were not selected for him.”

May you like

A pause.

“You were selected to replace Rachel.”

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