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New York City, August 22, 2002

Cries echoed through the dark alley as a woman dressed in all black placed a basket on the ground. "Shh," she says, trying to shush the crying baby. "My beautiful baby girl." she cooed. The baby's crying voice stoped as soon as she heard her mother's voice.

Fat tears rolled down the women's cheeks as she remembered what she had to do. "I'm sorry baby, it's for the best, now you'll grow up to be a strong girl and never let a man control you." she whispered. "I can't let your father find you not today, not tomorrow, not ever."

She got up from her crouching position and walked away. Heart breaking cries escaped from both the mother and the child. The woman resisted the urge to run back to her baby. But, she knew she couldn't.

"Goodbye Reine," the words rang out into the silent, empty streets.

The cries became quieter as she began to walk away from her daughter. She stopped walking when she reached a busy street. The woman waved a taxi over and got in.

"Where to sweetie?" an old man said. "Um, the airport please." her voice was barely above a whisper.

The driver looked through the mirror and started the car. "Tough night?"

"Yeah... you could say that."

The car zoomed into the now rainy night sky.

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