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  He takes a step closer, coming into the light.

  “I’d wondered for a long time if you’d ever come to join us. When the physicians told me it was time to remove you from the induced coma, well, I might’ve gotten giddy.”

  I blink while I listen to the mad man speak.

  “Faking your death was easy, considering almost half the hospital was on my payroll. I had them pronounce you as dead while they were actually working on saving your life. It’s because of me that you’re here, Aleksei, and everything you experience from here on out is because of me. I don’t want you to forget that. I want you to know I’m the reason behind it all, because it’s my orders.”

  He faked my death? No. “You haven’t gotten away with anything, you old fool.”

  Valentin’s laughter echoes through the room. He takes another step closer to me and looks into my eyes, “I got your body right before they were about to incinerate you. The physicians I worked with kept you in a coma using clinical drugs only I could obtain. They weren’t even sure if the drugs would work, but alas they did. Aleksandr and the Mackenzies think you’re all dead, Aleksei. They won’t be helping you. Not one bit.”

  “You’re lying. None of what you say is true!”

  Valentin cackles, “It’s been a year since the accident, Aleksei. An entire year that you’ve been in my team’s care. I’ve kept you asleep for most of it, but, I felt it was time to wake you up. I found out something . . . very interesting to say the least.”

  Valentin pulls out his cell phone and taps away on the screen. Ultimately, he turns it around and I see a very familiar face—Sloane’s.

  Only, this isn’t a photo of just Sloane.

  She’s in what appears to be a hospital bed with two pink blankets. Dark circles are under her eyes and she looks more exhausted than I’ve ever seen her. I look closer and see those aren’t blankets.

  They’re babies.

  Girls since they have pink blankets.

  “Aleksandrina and Anastassia Goncharov.”

  I react in no manner at hearing my surname being said.

  “She gave birth to these two roughly four months ago. I take it from their surname that you’re the father.” He says it with a smile, loving how he can rub this in my fucking face.

  “I need to . . .” I mutter lowly, forcing him to get closer to me. He does exactly as I want and comes a good bit closer, giving me the ability to slam my head against his nose. A horrible crack can be heard while blood gushes out. He backs away with a hand over his face.

  “You will regret this, Aleksei!”

  I will regret nothing. If these girls are mine, I need to get out of here and I will, even if it’s the last thing I do.

  Valentin opens some sort of door and I see a hallway. Interesting how I couldn’t see it before. The padding must go over the door. Valentin is speaking to someone and the man turns toward me and proceeds to enter the room with some sort of leather satchel in his hands. The door closes behind him and he grows closer, coming into the light and opens the satchel.

  I’ve seen many of these instruments before, and no matter what is done to me, I will survive. Torture will not be how I leave this earth. I have too much to live for now.