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The church was silent, every eye fixed on Marcus.

Richard demanded answers from the hospital staff. A nurse, trembling, admitted that orders had come from “higher up” to declare Emily dead upon arrival. No resuscitation attempts had been made.

Richard’s face darkened with rage. He had enemies in business—competitors who would go to great lengths to destroy him. Suddenly, it made sense. Emily wasn’t just the victim of a random crash. She had been targeted.As paramedics rushed Emily to the hospital, Richard placed a firm hand on Marcus’s shoulder. “You saved her. If you hadn’t spoken, I would have buried my daughter alive.”

But Marcus shook his head. “This isn’t over. They’ll come for her again. Whoever did this… they don’t want her to live.”

The warning hung heavy in the air. Richard realized the boy might be right. Saving Emily once was only the beginning.

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