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By the time I walked out of the underground visitor area, evening had begun to settle over the base.Dr. Hartman was standing on the steps outside, holding the data analysis report I'd asked for earlier. "All done?"He didn't pry into my personal life. He simply handed me a heavy windbreaker. "The wind's picking up. Put this on.""All done." I slipped on the jacket and drew a deep breath of the cold, clean desert air.In the distance, the floodlights around the testing grounds were coming on one by one. They were sparks of light that researchers of my generation had kindled across this barren land.In a few months, the new aerospace thermal-protection material developed by our team would undergo another full round of rocket-mounted testing.I took out my key and unlocked my private quarters. It was only about three hundred square feet. It was not much, but my desk had a combination-lock drawer where I could secure important documents whenever I wanted.On the balcony sat a small
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In late spring of my third year at the base, Dr. Hartman came to see me.Two people had been waiting at the security checkpoint outside the facility.This time, it was Gregory and Diana Lewis. They weren't authorized to enter the secure zone, so they'd spent two days and two nights waiting in the outer guard station, battered by the desert wind and sand.Eventually, out of humanitarian consideration, my superiors approved a ten-minute phone call through one-way ballistic glass.I sat down in the visitor area and picked up the receiver.On the other side of the glass, Mom looked far older than she had when I'd left. Her hair had gone gray, and two large hearing aids sat behind her ears. Her hands gripped the ledge beneath the window. The moment she saw me, her lips began to tremble, and tears streamed down her face.Gregory had lost the commanding arrogance he once carried so effortlessly. His shoulders were hunched, his eyes red as he nearly lunged toward the glass."Corinne, my
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Fall in Denver was bright and beautiful, though the air was still dry.The symposium was being held at a government facility under extremely tight security.I'd spent forty minutes presenting our latest research findings, and the applause continued long after I stepped away from the podium.As soon as I came down, my security officer stopped me."Dr. Lewis, there's a man in the reception area outside. He's been sitting there for three hours. Apparently, he pulled some strings with state officials and came with a letter of introduction. He insists on seeing you."I paused.During my ten-year communications restriction, no outsider could obtain my exact location without authorization from higher-ups.If someone had managed to track me down here, they probably spent a great deal of money and called in more than a few favors."Who is it?""A man who claims he's your biological brother."I stood there silently for a moment. "Have him wait in the visitor room. I can give him ten mi
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Corinne's POVThe wind in Redstone carried coarse sand across the desert, pelting the reinforced glass of the testing facility.It was my second year working at the research base.Outside, the temperature had dropped to five degrees below zero. Inside, the heating kept the building at a steady seventy-seven."Corinne, bundle up before you go outside. That desert wind cuts right through you. It'll get into your bones."Dr. Wallace Hartman pushed aside the heavy insulated curtain and walked in carrying a double-walled lunch container. He was the lead engineer overseeing the classified project. Nearly sixty, with gray at his temples, he was a gentle, soft-spoken man."The cafeteria made lamb casserole today. I specifically told the kitchen about your allergy. No shrimp, no seafood-based seasoning. You can eat these without worrying."I set down the data recorder and accepted the steaming container. "Thank you, Dr. Hartman.""You don't have to thank me." He sat down on the folding
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A month later, the family's fragile illusion of normalcy finally shattered.The Lewises had pulled every string they could to get information from Corinne's university, only to receive the same answer every time—information regarding personnel assigned to classified projects could not be disclosed.Without Corinne around, Brie's constant demands suddenly became impossible to ignore.At eight one evening, a single floor lamp illuminated the living room.Brie came out of her bedroom and coughed softly. "Mom, my throat's starting to feel scratchy again. Will you make me some chamomile tea?"Diana sat on the couch, staring at the wilted bouquet on the coffee table. She didn't move."Brie, we're out of chamomile. You've had the AC running in your room for ten hours today. Can't you just turn the temperature up?"For the first time, there was exhaustion and impatience in her voice.Before, the slightest cough from Brie had been enough to send Diana rushing to her feet. And somehow, h
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Third-Person POVThe next morning, Gregory sat at the dining table, going through the paperwork Brie needed to take with her to her internship."Where's Corinne? Still sulking in her room?"Without looking up, he said, "Tell her to come out and make two copies of Brie's graduate school paperwork. What happened last night is over. We're family. There's no reason to stay mad at each other."Diana paused while warming the milk. "She hasn't come back since she left with her suitcase last night."Samuel emerged from his room, his expression grim, phone clenched in his hand. "I was going to have her run downstairs and get Brie a sandwich, give her an excuse to come around. But she deleted me from her contacts. When I tried calling, her number was disconnected. She's cut off all contact."Gregory slammed his coffee cup onto the table. "This is ridiculous! She's making such a big scene over something so minor. What does she expect, for us to apologize to her?"Brie lowered her head and
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