No Strings Attached

Brodie could recall with crystal clarity the days when Clara used to prance around in her overalls and her hair in pigtails. On her back was a birthmark resembling a petal, identical to the one she had. The little girl would often tell him that if they ever got separated, he could find her just by looking for that mark.

Brodie's brow furrowed slightly. Life couldn't possibly be that coincidental.

But then again, considering the string of bizarre incidents Clara had been entangled in lately, he couldn't help but entertain the notion that she might have been switched at birth.

He masked his concern with a nonchalant tone. "Alright, I'll look into it when I get back."

Chief Fox raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You're agreeing just like that? They want to meet you over dinner, and you should know the specifics."

"No need. I've got a better idea of what's going on than they do," Brodie said, grabbing his things and making a swift exit.

this nagging feeling—if this was for real,

The weekend rolled around.

chips and browsing through videos without a care in the world, seemingly unaffected by being cut from the cast. Upon seeing Clara, Sasha jumped up and enveloped her in a tight

I'm starving. What's on the

ribs,

my favorites! How about we

the sink, she said, "Look at the mess you're in because of me. Of course, I've got to

with it. The lead actress, Sonya, was making

deliberately ruining her costume and making her scrub the floor on her knees, the angrier she got. She had swallowed her pride for the sake of survival, but they had pushed her too far, framing her for tampering with

chopped the vegetables with a steady hand, but

weren't for her, Heidi wouldn't be targeting Sasha, who wouldn't have