Chapter 118
One year into their new life in Oregon, her father got a phone call.
She heard him from the other room. His voice rising. Excited. Emotional.
"You're sure? You're absolutely sure it's her?"
She came into the kitchen. Found him sitting at the table. Crying. Happy tears.
"Dad? What's wrong? Who was that?"
"It's..." He couldn't speak. Just handed her his phone. An email. From a private investigator he'd hired months ago.
She read it. Once. Twice. Not believing.
"Your daughter. We found her. She's alive. Living in Seattle. Name is Sarah Morgan. Age 32. She's...she's been looking for you too."
Her father had a daughter. From before Konstantin. From before everything. A daughter he'd lost when he went undercover. A daughter who'd been raised by her mother, thinking her fathe
