THE DARK NEW BEGINNING

LAURA

"Here," he said, pressing the passport into my hands. "This is our ticket to a new life. We can be whoever we want to be."

I looked down at the passport, my heart racing. It had my picture but with brunette hair, but with a different name and date of birth, it held the name, Lacey Vincent's.

It held new possibilities for me, to start a new life especially for the child inside me, he or she wouldn't know violence or wars. It was more than perfect.

But how did he do this in less than twenty four hours? In recent times, I had learnt to not doubt Matteo, the man has his ways.

Lacey sounds like a typical American name, someone who spends her fourth of June watching fireworks not dancing in a club. Lacey sounded like someone who probably was a virgin and had never been kidnapped or lost a baby before.

I touched the passport and it looked authentic, Matteo gave me another one and it showed him, with a name, Marcus Kings. His picture had shorter hair and a look that didn't exude the dar