Smoke and Mirrors

Richard’s POV

As soon as she left, we got to work.

Daniel had moved fast—too fast, maybe. The moment she stepped out the door, he confirmed what we all feared: She’s not Ivy. She’s not my daughter.

She looked like her. Moved like her. Hell, even smelled like her—mostly. But there were cracks. Hai...

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