Chapter 10 - The Night the Hospital Went Dark
The maternity wing had never felt so terrifying.
One moment, there were doctors running through the halls.
Nurses checking monitors.
Security guards protecting every exit.
The next…
Everything disappeared.
The lights went black.
The alarms stopped.
The cameras went offline.
The hospital became completely silent.
A silence that felt intentional.
I held my daughter closer.
My body was still weak from surgery, but every instinct inside me screamed one thing.
Protect her.
Camille immediately moved toward the bassinet.
“Everyone stay away from the windows.”
Detective Harris pulled his weapon.
“Who has access to the security system?”
A hospital administrator standing near the door answered nervously.
“Only a few people.”
“Names.”
The administrator swallowed.
“The chief technology officer, hospital director, security chief…”
He hesitated.
“And maternity supervisors.”
Everyone looked at each other.
Someone inside the hospital was helping.
Someone trusted.
Someone who knew exactly how to erase evidence.
Then the emergency speaker crackled.
A distorted voice filled the hallway.
“You should have left the past buried.”
Everyone froze.
The voice continued.
“The children were never supposed to know.”
My blood ran cold.
Children.
Not babies.
Children.
The voice knew about Eli.
About my daughter.
About everything.
Luke stepped closer.
“Mia, listen to me.”
I looked at him.
“Why should I?”
“Because I know who this is.”
The detective turned.
“Who?”
Luke looked terrified.
“Dr. Vanessa Reed.”
Camille shook her head.
“That’s impossible.”
“Why?”
“She disappeared six years ago.”
Luke stared at her.
“No.”
His voice became quiet.
“She didn’t disappear.”
Everyone waited.
“She was forced out.”
The hallway suddenly filled with footsteps.
Security guards rushed toward us.
But one of them was different.
He wasn’t protecting the area.
He was heading straight for the bassinet.
Camille noticed.
“Stop!”
The guard froze.
Detective Harris moved instantly.
“Drop your hands.”
The man slowly raised them.
But before anyone could question him…
he pressed something on his wrist.
The hospital screens turned on.
Every monitor showed the same image.
A file.
A child’s medical record.
Eli’s.
My heart stopped.
Then another file appeared.
My daughter’s.
Then another.
And another.
Hundreds of children.
Luke stared at the screens.
“This is the original database.”
The detective looked at him.
“How do you know?”
Luke whispered:
“Because I helped create it.”
The truth hit harder than anything.
Luke wasn’t just connected to the crime.
He was part of the foundation.
The guard laughed.
“You still don’t understand.”
Everyone looked at him.
“The babies were never the mistake.”
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A pause.
“The records were.”
