Jacob's POV
My twin sister was alive. After all this time, after all this grief, she was here. I was pretty sure I was an uncle, too, but I pushed down my excitement at the thought, because our first priority was getting Murphy to the hospital.
When Cam and I had found that interrogation room at Red Ridge, we both thought the worst. I think internally, we were both preparing to find out that our friend was gone for good. I hated to think about what he must have gone through there. Still, when he walked out next to Sarah, carrying a pup, no less, he seemed to be feeling about a thousand times better than we expected. Still, Sarah had whispered to me that it was much worse than he was making it look, and we needed to make sure he saw the doctor right away, so that's what we were doing.
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