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He’d died in 1993 when he was ten. He’d drowned while his mother, Sherry Miller, had her back to the swimming pool. Police hadn’t been able to prove negligence, so they didn’t charge the parents. There was nothing about the case that appeared connected to the two Cassie was investigating, and yet she couldn’t take her eyes off the picture of young Ethan.

His hair color, his eye color, and even the sad, faraway look on his face was hauntingly familiar.

He was a dead ringer for Sebastian Thomas.

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Cassie was so engrossed in her search that when there was a sharp knock at the door, she almost launched her computer across the room. After a deep breath to slow her pounding heart, she angled the screen away from the door.

“Come in.”

Laura nudged the door open with a large box in her arms. “Hey.”

“Oh, it’s just you.”

“Gee, thanks.” She set the box on the floor. “Found this in the garage. Guess mom missed it. Has your name on it.”

“Oh, thanks for bringing it up here.”

Laura flopped down on the bed. “No problem. I needed an excuse to get away.”

“Dad driving you nuts?”

“Did you know he works in complete silence? No music, no audiobooks, nothing. Just…silence.”

Cassie laughed and readjusted the computer. “He likes to be alone with his thoughts.”

“That sounds terrible. I hate my thoughts. Who would do that to themselves?”

“Normal people.”

Laura pretended to shudder. “What have you been up to?”

“Trying to find out more about the missing kids. Look at this.” She turned the screen so Laura could see. “Three guesses who that is.”

“Sebastian Thomas?”

“Wrong.” When Laura’s eyebrows shot up, Cassie continued. “His name is Ethan Miller, but at least I’m not crazy for thinking they look alike.”

“They look identical. Are they long-lost brothers or something?”

“Not that I can tell, but I don’t have concrete proof on that.”

“Did he go missing, too? Maybe the kidnapper has a type?”

Cassie blew a piece of hair out of her face. “That wouldn’t explain the connection between Sebastian and Sarah, though. Besides, Ethan didn’t go missing. He died in an accident.”

“What kind of accident?”

“He drowned. As far as the police figured, there weren’t any suspicious circumstances. Didn’t even charge the mother for negligence.”

“But there’s gotta be some connection, right? They look crazy identical.”

“Ethan died in 1993. Sebastian died in 1994. They both lived in Savannah at the time and were born about two years apart. Other than that, I can’t find anything else.”

“What’s your next move?”

Cassie closed the lid to her laptop and sighed. “I don’t have one. I’ve looked at hundreds of missing kids from all over Georgia between 1990 and 1995. There are some similarities between a handful of them, like the time of year they went missing or where they went missing from, but it’s not enough to say they’re connected.”

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