LOGINFor several seconds, Alice could do nothing but stare at William.Chapter One of your marriage was never recorded.The words kept repeating. Not because they frightened her. Because they sounded personal. Like someone had reached into her life and torn out the first page before she could read it.William was still holding her hand. His fingers were tense around hers. But he didn't let go."Tell me everything you remember," she said quietly.William looked at her. "I remember meeting you.""That's not enough.""I know."His jaw tightened. She watched him try to force the memory into focus. Watched the muscles in his neck cord. Watched his eyes go distant, then sharp, then distant again."I remember your first day at Sunrising. You were angry because someone had moved your files."Despite everything, the corner of Alice's mouth almost lifted. "You spilled coffee on my documents.""I did not.""You did.""I remember you throwing a pen at me.""You deserved it."For one brief moment, they
The darkness lasted only a few seconds.To Alice, it felt endless.She could hear William breathing beside her. Slow. Unsteady. Human.Then the emergency lights came on. Red washed across the room like blood in water.Alice turned toward him.William stood completely still. His face was pale. The last words from the hidden speaker were still echoing in her skull.William Houston died nine years ago.She swallowed. "Who are you?"William didn't answer."William."He looked at her. "I don't know."The honesty in his voice frightened her more than a lie would have.Alice took a step closer. "You don't know who you are?""I know who I believe I am.""That isn't the same thing.""No."His eyes lowered. "I know my name. I know Sunrising. I know my childhood. I know my father. I know you."His voice cracked. "But there are pieces missing."Alice's anger softened. "Then we'll find them."William looked at her. "You still trust me?"She hesitated. "I don't know."He nodded. "That's fair.""No,
TERMINATE SUBJECT.Alice stared at the screen.For several seconds, nobody moved. Then David rushed toward the steel door. "It's locked." He pulled the handle again. Nothing.Elena examined the control panel. "There's no manual override."William looked at the countdown. 04:31"Alice." She turned. "What?""Stay away from the screen."She frowned. "Why?""I don't know what this system is designed to do.""Neither do I.""That doesn't mean we stand here and wait."David opened one of the files. "There has to be an emergency shutdown."Elena joined him. "Search for a control protocol."Alice remained frozen. The word was still on the screen. TERMINATE.Then the screen flickered. The word disappeared. A new message appeared.SUBJECT A-02: ALICE HOUSTON. STATUS: ACTIVE. THREAT LEVEL: CRITICAL.Alice stared. "Why am I a threat?"William looked at the files around them. "Because you're remembering."She looked at him. "Remembering what?""I don't know."A new file opened automatically. MEMOR
Alice couldn't take her eyes off the message.WILLIAM HOUSTON.The name sat beneath the words like a verdict. Now remember who ordered your wedding.She looked at William. He was driving now, hands tight around the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road. He hadn't seen the message. Or perhaps he had."William.""What's wrong?"She turned her phone toward him. His eyes dropped to the screen. For several seconds, he said nothing. Then his expression changed."No."Alice watched him carefully. "You knew.""I didn't.""Then why did you say no?""Because I know I didn't order our marriage.""Are you sure?"William looked at her. "Yes."The answer came too quickly. Alice's stomach tightened. "You've forgotten something.""So have you.""That isn't an answer.""No. It's the truth."The black SUV remained behind them. David glanced through the rear window. "Still there.""How far?""Maybe six car lengths."Elena looked at William. "Can you lose them?""I can try." He accelerated. The SUV foll
Alice stared at the photograph on her phone.Her childhood bedroom. The bed. The window. The old wooden floor where they had found the metal box. Someone had taken the photograph recently. Very recently.William looked over her shoulder. "They're in the house."David immediately shook his head. "Not necessarily."Alice looked at him. "What do you mean?""The photograph could have been taken earlier and sent now."Thomas Reed emerged from the darkness behind them. "No."Everyone turned. Thomas was breathing heavily. "They were there."David raised his weapon. "Stay where you are."Thomas stopped. "I saw them enter the house."Alice's stomach tightened. "How many?""Three.""Who?""I don't know." Thomas looked at William. "But they weren't searching the house."William frowned. "What were they doing?""They were waiting."A chill moved through Alice. "For us?"Thomas nodded. "They knew you'd come back."William stepped closer. "Then we don't go back."Thomas shook his head. "You don't u
The Name He Stole The message remained on Alice's screen. Ask him what happened to the real Alan Walter. She read it again. Then again. Her fingers went cold. William noticed. "What did they say?" Alice finally handed him the phone. He read the message. His expression hardened. "Your father?" Alice shook her head. "I don't know anymore." David glanced at them through the rearview mirror. "We need to stop." "No," Alice said. William looked at her. "Alice—" "If someone wants us to turn around, that's exactly what they expect." Elena nodded slowly. "She has a point." David kept driving. "But we're not going straight to the old headquarters." Alice looked at him. "Why?" "Because if locker seventeen is real, someone will be watching it." William nodded. "Find somewhere we can stop without being seen." David turned off the main road. They drove for another twenty minutes before pulling into an abandoned roadside garage. David killed the engine. Nobody moved. Rain tapped again







