At the maternity ward, my husband questioned why I was being discharged so soon—then federal agents suddenly walked through the door.

“There’ll be no need for hospital security, David,” she said, her voice smooth, cultured, edged with absolute authority. “Security’s already been cleared off this floor.”

Before David could process the strangeness of that, the heavy double doors of the room swung open.

Chapter 4: The Arrival of Authority

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