In an instant, tears streamed down Evadne's cheeks-hot, joyful drops rolling freely, overflowing with relief and happiness.

She knew it. She just knew!

The very first time she saw Hans, she had recognized him-he was Hubery. Even when he'd been so distant and cold, shutting her out, that deep sense of familiarity and kinship had never wavered. She couldn't have been wrong.

"Mrs. Abernathy... Are you are you alright?" Alva fumbled for a handkerchief, anxiously dabbing at Evadne's tears.

Struggling to steady her racing heart, Evadne's voice came out low and husky. "Aaron, have you told anyone else about this?"

Aaron, who'd spent years as a detective, was perfectly composed. "This is no small matter. I've only told you-neither Dad nor my mother knows."

stays between us. You mustn't tell your father or Suri." Evadne's gaze was sharp, her nerves stretched taut as piano wire. "If word gets

I won't tell Mom. If she finds out, she'll turn the whole country upside down searching for Hubery-God knows what

urgently, "But if Hubery's alive, who saved him after he fell into the sea? What happened to him? And why has he changed

erase the image of that terrible scar on Hubery's body; her heart twisted painfully. "I saw

When I faced him, it was like fighting a machine-someone who kills without hesitation." Aaron's voice shook

and Alva watched Evadne with worry etched on their

her chair and closed her eyes tight, forcing herself to focus. Every time Hubery appeared, it was tied to one of Avery's schemes. But Avery was dead now, yet Hubery kept coming back, working against her That

controlling Avery was now controlling Hubery,


had turned

it be...drugs?" Evadne's eyes fluttered open,

leaned in, desperate. "What did you say? What kind

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