Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

“Fitch, did you ever hear about Bernard's kid being shipped off years ago? Rumor has it, he bit the dust at sresearch lab."

"Yeah, that's not exactly a state secret. His son, just like Eric back in the day, got sent on shush-hush mission and never made

it back. Not even a bone to bury."

"Is there any record of the people they sent out?"

"Top secret stuff. Once someone kicks the bucket, their ID gets wiped clean."

Seemed like digging around here might just be a piece of cake.

Her lips curled, "I'm thinking, we don't really know what Bernard's angle is. What if we turn back the clock and say his son didn't

die at that lab, what if he was already gone before that? Maybe Bernard's playing God, trying to bring his boy back to life by

sparking his memories in someone else's noggin. Does that theory hold water?"

The moment she finished, the room plunged into silence. Maja's wild guesses always had a way of flipping everything on its head.

Nobody spoke, but then Patric, who'd been quiet as a church mouse, let out a snort. That snort got under Beck's skin. He stood up

and jabbed a finger at Patric's cheek.

"Hey, you cell warrior, what are you snickering at? Keep it up and I'll make you eat Rocky's dog treats, you believe that?"

Patric's face turned stormy, but his hands were tied behind his back, and he was cuffed to a sturdy iron rack. He wasn't going

anywhere.

"Back off!"

dodged

exchange, massaging her temples. She figured the old scuffles

down, he had a mischievous streak. Beck, the notorious

of the Sanders family, and just as

those two were at

"Beck, knock it off."

to his seat. Maja eyed Patric, her

bobbing, eyes suddenly rimmed red. After struggling with his words, he

your business!"

a whiff of hurt, panic, and defiance in

always trying to off Eric to claim the body for

should just disappear. Patric indeed smelled something fishy back

Eric stayed silent, only ever saying, "You'll regret hurting her one

so sure? Because he knew Patric was just a fragment of his brother lan's memory, a fragment that hadn't

his own

Maja, then this offshoot personality would inevitably be charmed by her too.

he figured out where he

face before her. The flutter of her teen

calm.

to address

the details. Bernard once said he wasn't

it succeed. Bernard wants to

again. He must have those memories stashed somewhere, just

be the person

but the right shell.

crowd on the couch stayed

moved his lips, "You're pretty