This unborn child would be the key to saving my life.

I arrived at Riverton Hospital with the nanny and driver. I stood still for a long time after getting out of the car.

The hospital and its surroundings felt familiar to me. I wasn’t dreaming. I had returned with a new identity.

“The autopsy report is out. Evelyn was indeed pregnant when she died. She was pregnant…”

In the hospital corridor, I saw familiar figures–Zion and ...