Michael received a call from District 18 reporting the disappearance of a girl whose name and photo undoubtedly matched the one in front of him, struggling not to fall asleep. Soon he would meet the girl's teacher who was coming to pick her up, and the actress Scarlett Johansson. Michael hoped the actress would arrive first, so he wouldn't have to come up with an excuse to detain the girl.

However, the first to arrive was a lawyer, which disappointed the agent.

"My client, Mrs. Johansson, will be here soon," Harold Grant informed, surprised as he looked at the girl nodding off.

"I don't understand why a lawyer was necessary," was the frank response from the agent, who was still looking at the lawyer's business card. Anyway, he allowed him to sit down, wanting to know why he was there.

"We requested an urgent DNA test, as the girl is about to leave the state," he said, opening his briefcase and handing over the papers.

Althea stood up abruptly, leaving her chair to approach with the album that was too heavy for her arms, and placed it on the table with a loud thud. "This is Tim," she pointed out confidently.

The lawyer looked at the photo of the aforementioned without knowing what the littler girl meant, so his questioning eyes turned to the agent, seeking explanations. If the girl he had right beside him was his client's daughter, he needed to know everything.

The door opened. "Sir, he's here..." Instead of finishing the sentence, he gave way to the actress, who smiled as soon as she saw the little Althea.

"Hi, Scarlett!" Althea ran over, wrapping her legs in a hug. "They left me alone, I was really scared, but I'm a big girl. Tim wanted me to go with him because he knew my teacher, but I was scared and Amy helped me, she brought me here. Amy is wonderful, she has three brothers: Jack, Kate and Jackelin."

Scarlett burst into laughter at the girl's talkativeness, not showing herself as shy as the first day. She caressed her cheek and squatted, opening her purse to take out a wipe that she used as much with Rose as with Cosmo. "Let's clean your pretty face," she passed the wipe a couple of times and then deposited a kiss on her button nose. "Here's my princess, I almost didn't recognize you."

Michael stood up, offering his hand as a greeting and thinking not to wash it later. Not being alone with her, he proceeded to sit back down to pay more attention to the papers that seemed to be important, until his eyes widened, looking back at the actress and the girl. "Does this mean...?"

"Yes," Scarlett replied before he said anything in the presence of the girl. "As Harold must have explained, it is necessary to do it as soon as possible."

"Of course, I will request a DNA testing kit right away," and was then informed that the girl's teacher was waiting outside. "Please, bring him in."

Scarlett was sitting in front of the agent with her lawyer by her side and little Althea in her lap. The fatigue was so great that her eyelids began to droop, and she didn't even realize that Professor Márquez was entering, and the relief was reflected on his face when he saw her.

"How could you lose a littler girl?" Scarlett asked rudely.

"A child was hurt, we had to take him to the hospital because his knee got worse and what we thought was a simple scrape turned out to be a small fracture..." he paused briefly. "I don't justify losing Althea, but we all thought the girl was with the other monitor, so when Iratxe told us she couldn't find her, we reported her missing. Is she okay?"

The agent cleared his throat and all heads turned to him. "It could have been worse," he gestured towards the open album. "This man is known for child abuse and, according to the girl's statement and the three girls who found Althea when she escaped from him, we could have had something to regret."

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