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    Marissa reyed every interaction she’d had with Silver Fox,bing through memories for the smallest crack in the facade. But nothing leapt out at her—no clue, no breadcrumb to follow. It didn’t add up.


    Just as she was about to chalk it up to an unsolvable mystery, a memory surfaced, unbidden and vivid. It was from the day Lawrence and Lindsay had first met Silver Fox. They’d mistaken her for the “Auntie” who’d raised them.


    She recalled Lawrence and Lindsay mentioning how much Silver Fox resembled their “Auntie.” At the time, Marissa had brushed it off as a simple misunderstanding—children confusing a stranger for a loved one. But now, piecing together the oddities, she couldn’t shake the feeling that it was more than that.


    Despite their youth, Lawrence and Lindsay were perceptive enough not to mistake a stranger for someone familiar. If they had mistaken Silver Fox for their “Auntie”—someone they’d lived with for years—the resemnce must have been striking.


    This train of thought nudged a memory, pulling up something Q had once mentioned in passing. ording to Q, the research base where Lawrence and Lindsay had stayed had conducted a twisted project on twins—snatching infant pairs for experimentation. Marissa and Tiffany had been among those taken. As Q’s words echoed in her mind, an icy shiver ran down Marissa’s spine.


    A bold theory began to take shape. Could Silver Fox and the kids’ “Auntie” have been another set of twin subjects from the same sinister experiment? Was Silver Fox’s sudden change of demeanor connected to some lingering influence from the base?


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    After all these years of letting Silver Fox live her life freely, why would the base suddenly involve her?


    Bu’s voice broke through Marissa’s spiraling thoughts.


    “You’ve gone pale. Did somethinge to mind?”


    Snapping back to the present, Marissa nodded faintly.


    “Yes, but it’s nothing concrete yet. I need more time to dig into it.”


    Bu leaned closer, curiosity evident on his face.


    “Care to share what you’ve got so far?”


    “I’m afraid not,” Marissa said firmly, shaking her head.


    “It’s ssified, and I can’t divulge it yet.”


    Bu frowned slightly.


    “Even to me? I am her husband, after all.”


    Marissa’s gaze sharpened.


    “Legally, sure. But let’s not pretend it’s a normal marriage. No offense, Bu, but I can’t put my full trust in you just yet.”


    A flicker of disappointment crossed Bu’s face, but he nodded.


    “Fair enough. I don’t know how to earn your trust, but just know this—whatever happens, if you need my help, I’m in. No questions asked.” He paused before adding, his voice earnest, “I mean it.”


    Steady, yetced with quiet intensity, Bu said, “I’d stake everything I have for her. Without hesitation. Not for a second.”


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