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“I don’t know.I don’t remember.”He drops his head and puts both hands on his cheeks.

“I think we need to call it,” I say and stand.“Come on, Thomas.Let’s get some food.”

“I’m not hungry.I don’t want to eat.I want to find my mom,” he cries.

“I know,” I tell him.“And we will.I promise.Can you go wait with Weston so I can talk to Captain Leopold?”

Thomas hesitates for a moment but finally nods and heads out into the hall.Through the glass, I see him stop beside Weston and Ryker.

“Any update on the blood?”I question.

“We can’t tell whether or not it’s his, but?—”

“You can get a DNA profile.”

He nods.“It’s not hers,” he says.

Sawyer.

“Thanks.”I reach for the door handle.

“Holt.”

I turn back toward him.

“We both know you’re not going to let this go, and I’m in no place to tell you to drop it.But I do expect to be kept in the loop.You let me know if you find anything else, and I’ll do the same.”

“Yes, sir.”