Chapter 62 - THE POSSIBILITY OF MARANoah refused to believe it.
For twelve years, everyone had assumed Mara was dead.
But there had never been a body.
No confirmed death.
No grave.
Only evidence.
Only silence.
Noah looked at Helena.
“You think she could still be alive?”
Helena answered:
“I don't know.”
Then she handed him another photograph.
It had been taken recently.
A woman stood in the distance outside a medical facility.
Her face was partially hidden.
But Noah recognized the posture.
The hair.
The way she stood.
He stared at the image.
“Where was this taken?”
“Switzerland.”
Noah's hands began shaking.
Richard had spent years believing Mara was dead.
Noah had spent his entire life believing the same.
But now there was a possibility.
A tiny possibility.
His mother might still be alive.
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And if she was…
Someone had been keeping her hidden.
