THE WRONG CHILD
The screen went black.
Elena stared at her reflection in the glass.
The message was gone.
But the words refused to leave her mind.
THE WRONG CHILD SURVIVED.
The rain continued falling through the shattered roof of the greenhouse.
No one spoke.
Marcus was the first to break the silence.
“That wasn’t a scheduled message.”
Adrian took the phone from Elena.
He pressed the power button.
Nothing.
He tried again.
The device remained completely dead.
Marcus frowned.
“The battery was almost full.”
“It was.”
Adrian slipped the phone into his coat.
“They shut it down remotely.”
Elena looked toward the open hatch.
“No.”
“They wanted me to read it.”
The older woman lowered her eyes.
“They’ve finally decided to tell you.”
Elena turned sharply.
“Tell me what?”
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