Prelude

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 "What have you found?" A neatly dressed man asked, walking into the room. All ten employees stood at attention.

 A man, not as professionally dressed, replied, "Sir, we have found an adoption certificate with her name on it." He studied the mans facial expressions carefully. "She lives in America, but we have not yet discovered exactly where."

 His face instantly turned to a scowl. "What am I doing here then? If you haven't found her yet, why did you call me to come?"

 "Sir, they've covered their tracks well. We've been searching for the past 48 hours, but we haven't found out what her name has changed to. I think they know something." the man replied.

 "I'll give you three days to figure it out. You better have something or else...." He didn't have to finish his sentence. They all know what will happen, so why should he have to waste his breath?

 He went back to the roof where his private jet was parked. His old dying father lay inside, urgent that this mission be complete before he takes his last breathe.

 Who am I kidding? The man asked himself. Dad will be dead before they get this done.


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