Chapter 8 - The Confession
"You should have just taken the tragedy, Sarah," Dr. Thorne sighed, stepping closer. "Most women do. They cry, they mourn, they go home. But you? You had to open the bin."
"You're a monster," Sarah snarled, her hand slowly inching toward the revolver in her pocket.
"I am a businesswoman," Thorne corrected coldly. "Do you know what billionaires will pay for a genetically perfect child? I provide a service. I take children from women who can barely afford to feed them and give them to kings."
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"You didn't take him," Sarah said, her voice echoing with a terrifying power. "My daughter stopped you."
"A minor delay," Thorne sneered. "I’ll shoot you here, wipe the servers, and send my men to finish off that disgraced cop in the garage. I will get that baby back."
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Sarah pulled the USB drive from the terminal.
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"You can't shoot me, Evelyn," Sarah said, a cold smile touching her lips. "Because you're too busy burning."
Sarah kicked a heavy cart of highly flammable surgical alcohol directly at Thorne. At the same time, she pulled the revolver and fired—not at Thorne, but at the massive electrical breaker panel on the wall.
