Chapter 6 - Sloan Had Given Birth to Twins—And One Baby Had Been Stolen From the Hospital Before She Ever KnewSloan broke when she saw the document.
“I had one baby.”
“You were told you had one.”
“No.”
She shook her head.
“I remember.”
“You were unconscious after the delivery.”
“I saw Willa.”
“You saw one baby.”
Her face drained of color.
Then she remembered.
A nurse had told her something strange.
“Your baby was moved.”
She had assumed they meant Willa.
But now she realized they had taken another child.
My mother confessed the truth.
The second baby had been stolen.
She had been raised under another name.
By someone connected to Marcus.
And now she was six months old.
Alive.
Somewhere in New York.
Sloan looked at me.
“We have another daughter.”
I nodded.
“We're going to find her.”
Marcus had hidden the child because he wanted leverage over me.
But he underestimated Sloan.
She remembered one detail.
A lullaby.
A nurse singing it.
That nurse worked at a private clinic in Queens.
We found the clinic.
But the baby was gone.
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Only one note remained.
YOU ARE LOOKING IN THE WRONG PLACE.
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