Chapter 13: The Daughter Hidden in Greenfield
“The replacement## Chapter 13: The Daughter Hidden in Greenfield
“The replacement is ready.””
I read Vanessa's handwriting until the words blurred.
Three weeks earlier, someone had entered my daughter's name into a transfer record is ready.””
I read Vanessa's handwriting until the words blurred.
Three weeks earlier, someone had entered my daughter's name into a transfer record. Someone had planned to move Amara from our home to. Someone had planned to move Amara from our home to another guardian without my knowledge.
And the date was November 6.
Three days from now.
I turned toward Detective Morgan.
“What does this mean?””
He took the document from my hands.
“It means someone was arranging a change of guardianship. We need to another guardian without my knowledge.
And the date was November 6.
Three days from now.
I turned toward Detective Morgan.
“What does this mean?””
He took the document from my hands.
“It means someone was arranging a change of guardianship. We need to establish who authorized it and where the child was supposed to go.””
“She's not going anywhere.””
“I understand.””
“No, Detective. You don't. That little girl has already been taken from her mother once.
She's been lied to, frightened, and given medication she shouldn't have received. Nobody is taking her anywhere.””
Lila gripped my arm.
“Daniel, look at the other page.””
I turned.
Below Amara's transfer information was another entry.
*CHILD: SOPHIE HART.*
*LOCATION: GREENFIELD — PRIVATE RESIDENTIAL UNIT.*
*STATUS: ACTIVE.*
I looked at Lila.
“Who is Sophie?””
Her lips trembled.
“I told you. That was the name I chose for my daughter before establish who authorized it and where the child was supposed to go.””
“She's not going anywhere.””
“I understand.””
“No, Detective. You don't. That little girl has already been taken from her mother once.
She's been lied to, frightened, and given medication she shouldn't have received. Nobody is taking her anywhere.””
Lila gripped my arm.
“Daniel, look at the other page.””
I turned.
Below Amara's transfer information was another entry.
*CHILD: SOPHIE HART.*
*LOCATION: GREENFIELD — PRIVATE RESIDENTIAL UNIT.*
*STATUS: ACTIVE.*
I looked at Lila.
“Who is Sophie?””
Her lips trembled.
“I told you. That was the name I chose for my daughter before she was born.””
“Amara?””
“No.””
She shook her head.
“Before Amara was born, I was pregnant with twins.””
The room went silent.
I stared at her.
“Twins?””
Lila nodded.
“I was told one baby had died during delivery. Vanessa said the doctors couldn't she was born.””
“Amara?””
“No.””
She shook her head.
“Before Amara was born, I was pregnant with twins.””
The room went silent.
I stared at her.
“Twins?””
Lila nodded.
“I was told one baby had died during delivery. Vanessa said the doctors couldn't save her. She showed me a medical report, and I was too weak to question anything.””
My legs felt unsteady.
“You had two babies?””
“Yes.””
“And nobody told me?””
“I thought you knew. You were outside the operating room when they took me in. When I woke up, Vanessa told me everything had happened too quickly.””
I looked at the document again save her. She showed me a medical report, and I was too weak to question anything.””
My legs felt unsteady.
“You had two babies?””
“Yes.””
“And nobody told me?””
“I thought you knew. You were outside the operating room when they took me in. When I woke up, Vanessa told me everything had happened too quickly.””
I looked at the document again.
Sophie Hart.
The missing child.
The daughter Lila had been told was dead.
“Why would Vanessa keep her?””
Lila wiped her cheeks.
“Because she wanted something that belonged to me.””
I looked at the detective.
“Find this child.””
Morgan immediately instructed the officers to secure the basement records and contact.
Sophie Hart.
The missing child.
The daughter Lila had been told was dead.
“Why would Vanessa keep her?””
Lila wiped her cheeks.
“Because she wanted something that belonged to me.””
I looked at the detective.
“Find this child.””
Morgan immediately instructed the officers to secure the basement records and contact the relevant child protection authorities.
Then he turned to Lila.
“Mrs. Carter, I need you to tell me everything you remember about the delivery.””
She closed her eyes.
“I remember two cries.””
“What?””
“Two babies crying. I remember hearing them one after the relevant child protection authorities.
Then he turned to Lila.
“Mrs. Carter, I need you to tell me everything you remember about the delivery.””
She closed her eyes.
“I remember two cries.””
“What?””
“Two babies crying. I remember hearing them one after another. Then Vanessa leaned over me and said one of them hadn't survived.””
Her voice cracked.
“I asked to see my daughter. She told me the doctors had already taken her away.””
Morgan wrote something down.
“Did you ever see a death certificate?””
“No. Only a report Vanessa brought me.””
“Did you sign anything?””
Lila shook her head.
“Not willingly.””
I stared at the detective.
“Then what are we waiting for?””
He looked toward the basement.
“We need to establish whether another. Then Vanessa leaned over me and said one of them hadn't survived.””
Her voice cracked.
“I asked to see my daughter. She told me the doctors had already taken her away.””
Morgan wrote something down.
“Did you ever see a death certificate?””
“No. Only a report Vanessa brought me.””
“Did you sign anything?””
Lila shook her head.
“Not willingly.””
I stared at the detective.
“Then what are we waiting for?””
He looked toward the basement.
“We need to establish whether Sophie is still here.””
The basement contained three rooms.
The first was filled with old medical equipment.
The second held filing cabinets.
The third had a metal door with a keypad.
An officer managed to open it using a code recovered from the front desk.
Inside was a small bedroom.
A pink blanket lay folded on a narrow bed.
There were children's books on a shelf, a plastic doll Sophie is still here.””
The basement contained three rooms.
The first was filled with old medical equipment.
The second held filing cabinets.
The third had a metal door with a keypad.
An officer managed to open it using a code recovered from the front desk.
Inside was a small bedroom.
A pink blanket lay folded on a narrow bed.
There were children's books on a shelf, a plastic doll, and a framed drawing of a house.
On the wall hung a calendar.
Several dates had been circled.
The most recent was tomorrow.
A handwritten note underneath read:
Final preparation before transfer.
I felt sick.
“Is there a child here?”” I asked.
Morgan searched the room.
“No one, and a framed drawing of a house.
On the wall hung a calendar.
Several dates had been circled.
The most recent was tomorrow.
A handwritten note underneath read:
Final preparation before transfer.
I felt sick.
“Is there a child here?”” I asked.
Morgan searched the room.
“No one.””
Then an officer noticed a small electronic monitor beneath the bed.
He picked it up.
“Detective, this device is still active.””
A faint voice came through the speaker.
“Can I have my mommy now?””
Lila gasped.
“That's a child.””
The voice came again.
“Hello?””
Lila rushed toward the device.
“Sweetheart? Can you hear me?””
A small voice.””
Then an officer noticed a small electronic monitor beneath the bed.
He picked it up.
“Detective, this device is still active.””
A faint voice came through the speaker.
“Can I have my mommy now?””
Lila gasped.
“That's a child.””
The voice came again.
“Hello?””
Lila rushed toward the device.
“Sweetheart? Can you hear me?””
A small voice answered.
“Who is that?””
Lila covered her mouth.
“I'm your mommy.””
There was a pause.
Then the little girl whispered:
“Are you the lady in the picture?””
Lila began sobbing.
“Yes, baby. I'm the lady in the picture.””
Morgan immediately contacted the technical team to locate the other end of the connection answered.
“Who is that?””
Lila covered her mouth.
“I'm your mommy.””
There was a pause.
Then the little girl whispered:
“Are you the lady in the picture?””
Lila began sobbing.
“Yes, baby. I'm the lady in the picture.””
Morgan immediately contacted the technical team to locate the other end of the connection.
Within minutes, officers traced the signal to a separate building on the property.
We followed them across the courtyard.
The building was disguised as a storage facility.
Behind a locked door, we found a narrow corridor and several rooms.
At the end was a small playroom.
A little girl sat on the floor, arranging wooden.
Within minutes, officers traced the signal to a separate building on the property.
We followed them across the courtyard.
The building was disguised as a storage facility.
Behind a locked door, we found a narrow corridor and several rooms.
At the end was a small playroom.
A little girl sat on the floor, arranging wooden blocks.
She had dark hair.
A tiny crescent-shaped birthmark showed above her left shoulder.
And her face looked remarkably familiar.
Lila stopped walking.
“Sophie?””
The child looked up.
Her eyes widened.
A woman standing beside the bookshelf immediately moved in front of her.
“Who are you?””
Detective Morgan identified himself.
The woman stepped back.
Lila slowly approached the child.
“Sweetheart?””
The little girl stared at her.
Then she looked toward the photograph hanging beside blocks.
She had dark hair.
A tiny crescent-shaped birthmark showed above her left shoulder.
And her face looked remarkably familiar.
Lila stopped walking.
“Sophie?””
The child looked up.
Her eyes widened.
A woman standing beside the bookshelf immediately moved in front of her.
“Who are you?””
Detective Morgan identified himself.
The woman stepped back.
Lila slowly approached the child.
“Sweetheart?””
The little girl stared at her.
Then she looked toward the photograph hanging beside the bed.
It showed Lila holding a newborn.
“Mommy?””
Lila fell to her knees.
“Yes, baby.””
The little girl ran into her arms.
I stood frozen.
There were no words for what I was witnessing.
Five years.
Five years of believing one child had died.
Five years of believing another child was all we had.
And now both daughters were standing in front of us.
The woman supervising Sophie began crying.
“I the bed.
It showed Lila holding a newborn.
“Mommy?””
Lila fell to her knees.
“Yes, baby.””
The little girl ran into her arms.
I stood frozen.
There were no words for what I was witnessing.
Five years.
Five years of believing one child had died.
Five years of believing another child was all we had.
And now both daughters were standing in front of us.
The woman supervising Sophie began crying.
“I didn't know the full story,” she said.
“I was hired to care for her. Vanessa told me the mother had abandoned her.””
Morgan approached.
“Who hired you?””
“Richard Hayes.””
I turned toward him.
“Where is he?””
She shook her head.
“He came here this morning. He took some documents and said he was leaving the country.””
My phone vibrated.
An incoming message from an unknown number.
It contained a photograph of Richard standing beside Vanessa.
Underneath it was a single sentence.
*You found didn't know the full story,” she said.
“I was hired to care for her. Vanessa told me the mother had abandoned her.””
Morgan approached.
“Who hired you?””
“Richard Hayes.””
I turned toward him.
“Where is he?””
She shook her head.
“He came here this morning. He took some documents and said he was leaving the country.””
My phone vibrated.
An incoming message from an unknown number.
It contained a photograph of Richard standing beside Vanessa.
Underneath it was a single sentence.
You found the wrong child.
Then another message appeared.
Ask Lila what happened to the third baby.
I looked at Lila.
She was holding Sophie tightly, kissing her hair.
“Lila?””
She looked up.
I showed her the message.
Her face changed.
For a moment, she looked as though she might faint.
“Daniel,” she whispered.
“What?””
the wrong child.*
Then another message appeared.
Ask Lila what happened to the third baby.
I looked at Lila.
She was holding Sophie tightly, kissing her hair.
“Lila?””
She looked up.
I showed her the message.
Her face changed.
For a moment, she looked as though she might faint.
“Daniel,” she whispered.
“What?””
She slowly shook her head.
“I thought there were only two.””
Then Detective Morgan's radio crackled.
An officer had discovered a sealed medical file inside the building.
The name on its cover was:
*CARTER FAMILY — THIRD MATERNITY RECORD.*
And the delivery date was the same day Amara was born.
## ChapterShe slowly shook her head.
“I thought there were only two.””
Then Detective Morgan's radio crackled.
An officer had discovered a sealed medical file inside the building.
The name on its cover was:
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*CARTER FAMILY — THIRD MATERNITY RECORD.*
And the delivery date was the same day Amara was born.
