Chapter 7 - My Arrival at Nathan's Mansion Had Been Planned Before I Ever Applied for the Job—And the “Nanny Agency” Was Part of the ConspiracyI contacted the employment agency.
They had no record of my application.
No payment.
No interview.
The job offer had been fabricated.
Someone had recruited me.
Why?
Because I had a background in chemistry.
I had spent years studying environmental toxins before becoming a nanny.
I had left the field after my younger brother died from an unexplained illness.
Someone knew my history.
Someone knew I would notice the ventilation system.
The agency wasn't real.
It was a front.
Nathan stared at me.
"They brought you here."
"Yes."
"To discover the poison."
"Or to prove it."
He understood.
I had been part of the experiment too.
The Benefactor wanted to know how quickly I would identify the exposure.
Maybe they wanted to see whether I was capable of treating the twins.
Maybe they wanted to force Nathan into trusting me.
Maybe they wanted me to become the one person who could produce the antidote.
We found the person who created the fake agency.
A woman named Claire Morgan.
She worked for Arthur Kane.
Claire told us the truth.
Arthur had recruited me because my research history made me uniquely qualified.
But he hadn't expected me to care about the twins.
That changed the plan.
Now they wanted me removed.
We moved Nathan, the twins, and me into a secure location.
But an attack came that night.
The power went out.
Someone entered.
Nathan fought them.
I took the twins into a safe room.
Jacob was coughing.
Jonah was terrified.
I gave them oxygen.
Then Jacob whispered:
"The lady."
"What lady?"
"She was in the hallway."
"Who?"
"Your friend."
I froze.
Claire.
She had escaped.
She had access.
She knew our location.
The door opened.
Claire stepped inside.
"Emily."
I raised a weapon.
She stopped.
"I came to warn you."
"About what?"
"Arthur is coming."
Nathan entered.
"Why?"
Claire looked at him.
"Because the antidote is ready."
My heart stopped.
"What antidote?"
"The one they developed from the twins."
"Why didn't you give it to them?"
"Because Arthur wants to test it on Nathan."
Nathan stared.
"Why me?"
Claire whispered:
"Because you're the only person whose blood can prove whether the weapon works."
Suddenly everything made sense.
The twins were the first generation.
Nathan was the target.
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I was the scientist.
Arthur needed all three.
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