Preston keeps his hand tight around my wrist as he pulls me through the busy train station. My feet move on their own, letting him lead me through the throng of people. Everything he said bounces around inside of my head, and I don't know why I'm even considering it. Which is insane, because I know who my parents are.

What if this is one of those crazy stories where the children were accidentally switched at birth? But then why would Preston be kidnapping me if that's what happened? Unless my ...