Epilogue

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"Come out, Arkangel. It took me and two dozen agents three months to find you. I just want to talk."

Winter crawled out from beneath the pile of filthy sleeping bags she was using as a home. Parker gasped. Winter hadn't bathed, and he could smell it. Her hair was matted and she was smeared with grime and dirt. He could also tell that she had lost a lot of weight.

"Karina and your child aren't dead."

Painfully Winter got to her feet. "Where!?!"

"We don't know yet. Perhaps in the UK."

"Who!?!"

"Her name is --"

Vector.


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