Chapter 7 - THROUGH THE FIRE“Sarah!”
Evelyn ran after her.
Daniel caught Evelyn around the waist.
“You can’t go in!”
“My daughter is in there!”
“So is mine!” Sarah screamed.
She disappeared through a side entrance before officers could reach her.
Smoke rolled from the upper windows.
Firefighters had not yet arrived.
Detective Lane cursed and followed with two tactical officers.
Evelyn struggled against Daniel.
“Let me go!”
“You’ll get yourself killed.”
“Then help them!”
Daniel released her and ran inside.
Evelyn stood helplessly in the rain.
For seventeen years she had dreamed of having Sarah back.
Now, less than twelve hours after finding her, Sarah had disappeared into a burning building.
Again.
Inside, Sarah covered her mouth with her sleeve.
“Mia!”
No answer.
The mill was a maze of rusted equipment and old offices.
Smoke thickened.
A man appeared near a staircase.
Sarah recognized him.
Lucas Trent.
He had somehow been released—or escaped—from custody.
“You never learn,” he said.
Sarah grabbed a metal pipe.
“Where is she?”
Lucas smiled.
“Nathan said you’d come running.”
“Where’s Mia?”
“He wants the records.”
“You don’t have them.”
“Neither does Evelyn.”
Sarah stepped closer.
“Then you don’t need my daughter.”
Lucas’s expression changed.
“Your daughter was never the target.”
Sarah froze.
“What?”
A noise sounded above.
Lucas looked toward the ceiling.
That second of distraction was enough.
Sarah swung the pipe.
It struck his arm.
He stumbled.
Sarah ran upstairs.
“Mia!”
“Mom!”
The voice came from behind a locked office.
Sarah kicked the door.
Again.
It wouldn’t move.
Daniel appeared through the smoke.
“Back!”
He slammed his shoulder into the door.
Once.
Twice.
It broke.
Mia stood inside with Vivian.
Sarah grabbed her daughter.
“Mommy!”
“I’ve got you.”
Vivian was coughing violently.
“Nathan went through the back.”
Sarah glared at her.
“You brought my daughter here.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You helped them.”
“I didn’t know.”
Sarah’s face twisted with rage.
“You knew enough.”
The ceiling cracked.
Daniel shouted, “Move!”
They hurried downstairs.
A burning support beam fell behind them.
Outside, Evelyn saw them emerge.
She ran.
Mia reached her first.
“Grandma!”
Evelyn dropped to her knees and held her.
Then Sarah stumbled out.
Evelyn wrapped one arm around her daughter and one around her granddaughter.
For a few seconds, nobody spoke.
They were alive.
That was enough.
Vivian came out last.
Police immediately surrounded her.
She did not resist.
Evelyn stood.
Her sister looked broken.
“I’m sorry.”
“You keep saying that.”
“I was afraid.”
“So was Sarah.”
Vivian cried.
“So was Mia.”
Vivian looked at the child.
“I never wanted this.”
Evelyn’s voice turned cold.
“What did you want?”
Vivian finally told the truth.
Years earlier, Warren had discovered she owed millions after a failed investment.
He offered to make the debt disappear.
All she had to do was approve contracts through the foundation.
At first she believed they were legitimate.
Then she realized the money funded Greybridge.
By then, Warren had documents proving Vivian had signed everything.
He threatened prison.
So Vivian continued.
Seven years earlier Warren told her Sarah might be alive.
He warned that Evelyn finding Sarah would trigger investigations into Richard.
Vivian was terrified everything would collapse.
So she stayed silent.
“You saw Sarah,” Evelyn said.
Vivian nodded.
“At the restaurant.”
“And you walked away.”
“I thought Warren would destroy all of us.”
Sarah stared at her aunt.
“I was nineteen.”
Vivian covered her face.
“I know.”
“I was sitting fifteen feet away.”
“I know.”
“You could have changed everything.”
“I know!”
Sarah’s anger disappeared.
Not because she forgave Vivian.
Because there was nothing left to say.
Detective Lane approached.
“Nathan escaped.”
Evelyn looked toward the burning mill.
“How?”
“Underground service tunnel.”
“Find him.”
“We will.”
Vivian suddenly looked up.
“He has another place.”
Lane turned.
“Where?”
“I don’t know exactly.”
“Nathan doesn’t tell me everything.”
“What do you know?”
Vivian hesitated.
“He called it the chapel.”
Evelyn frowned.
“What chapel?”
“Something Richard built.”
Sarah’s eyes widened.
“The lake house.”
Evelyn looked at her.
“There’s no chapel there.”
“There was.”
Sarah explained that before she disappeared, Richard once drove her to an old property near Lake Bell.
Behind the house stood a ruined stone chapel.
Richard had forbidden her to enter.
Vivian whispered, “Nathan mentioned Lake Bell once.”
Lane began issuing orders.
Vivian reached for Evelyn.
“Please.”
Evelyn stepped away.
“I need you to tell them everything.”
“I will.”
“Every account. Every name. Every lie.”
Vivian nodded.
“Then maybe one day we can talk about forgiveness.”
Police led Vivian toward a vehicle.
Mia watched.
“Is Aunt Vivian bad?”
Evelyn knelt beside her.
“Sometimes people do bad things because they’re scared.”
“Does that make them bad?”
Evelyn looked toward Sarah.
“No.”
Sarah answered instead.
“But being scared doesn’t erase what you do.”
Mia considered that.
Then she nodded.
Detective Lane returned.
“We’ve got something.”
A traffic camera had captured Nathan’s truck heading north.
Toward Lake Bell.
Evelyn looked at Sarah.
Sarah understood immediately.
Nathan was going to the chapel.
But why?
The records from Richard’s mausoleum were already with police.
Unless the records weren’t what Nathan truly wanted.
Sarah suddenly reached for her locket.
“Mom.”
Evelyn looked at it.
“What?”
Sarah opened the back.
Behind Mia’s baby photo was a tiny folded piece of paper.
She removed it carefully.
Evelyn frowned.
“What is that?”
“Dad gave me this the night I disappeared.”
Sarah unfolded it.
A series of numbers had been written in Richard’s handwriting.
Evelyn stared.
“A combination.”
Sarah nodded.
“Nathan has spent seventeen years trying to get this.”
“To open what?”
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Sarah looked toward the road leading north.
“I think we’re finally about to find out.”
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