ANIYA’S POVTen minutes.That was all we had.I sat in the back of the SUV beside my mother while KC sat across from us. Ethan was in the front, speaking rapidly into his phone as the driver sped through the city.I couldn’t stop looking at the photograph.My father was sitting in a chair with his hands tied behind his back.A gun was pressed against his head.My stomach twisted every time I looked at it.“Mom,” I whispered, “are you okay?”She nodded, but tears were still running down her cheeks.“I thought I was going to lose you.”I took her hand.“You’re safe now.”She squeezed my fingers.“Your father…”“I know.”Her expression changed.“Aniya, there’s something you need to know.”I looked at her.“What?”She hesitated.Then she looked toward KC.“Your father didn’t disappear because he wanted to.”I frowned.“I know.”“No.”Her voice trembled.“You don’t understand.”I waited.“He came back once.”My heart stopped.“When?”“Six years ago.”I stared at her.“You saw him?”“Yes.”
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