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Some who were worse.

Years, that’s how long it’d taken Helene to crack the information on the chip she’d taken from the Vault.

Years.

I couldn’t wait that long.

Always watching.

Always waiting.

For them to take what’s mine.

It was the image of Vivienne big and round, her belly full of life, that drove me forward. I stepped into the room, scanning the stainless steel tables as DeLuca grabbed a clipboard hanging from the wall.

“B13,” he muttered, then placed it back. “I hope you’re ready for this. There was some degree of decomposition from being in the water.”

I ground my teeth, clinging to the image of the woman I’d make my wife and answered. “Let’s get this over with.”

“Suit yourself,” he sighed, tugged on a set of gloves, and strode toward the drawers.

One yank and a hiss of air rushed out.

It’s not him.

It’s not him.

DeLuca reached in, grabbed the handle of the slide and pulled, dragging the black body bag with it. Hale, said the name tag attached to the side. I winced at the sight. Water sloshed inside as DeLuca tugged on the zipper, pulling it all the way down.

Gray wrinkled skin.

The room sucked out all the air.

I stared as the doc pushed the sides apart.

Dark hair plastered against puffy flesh. I stepped closer, peering at the man who looked like the man I hated most in this world.

“Do you remember if he has any distinguishing marks or scars you remember?”

I tried to think.

He picked up the hands, peering at Hale’s trimmed nails, then turned his hands over. “Huh, that’s interesting.”

I jerked my gaze upwards. “What?”

“The pads of his fingers have been burned.”

That band across my chest cinched tighter. “What?”

He twisted the wrist as far as it’d go. “Someone has burned his fingerprints off with acid by the looks of it.”

“His teeth, they’ll confirm identity with that, won’t they?”

He scowled, then strode back to the folder, leaving me alone with the corpse. I hate you. I wanted to scream the words to his face. I wish your death belonged to me.

“According to the records, he has a full set of dentures, so that rules out dental.”

I jerked my gaze to him. “What did you say?”

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