Chapter 9 - THE UNEXPECTED GUESTI sat by her bed, reading to her. I read the reports, the business news, anything to keep her tethered to the world.

"I burned them, Elena," I said into the quiet room. "The documents. Your evidence. If you wake up, you'll have to start from scratch."
Her hand, the one with the IV, moved. Just a twitch. Then, her eyes opened—slowly, painfully. She stared at me, the confusion fading into cold realization.