#Chapter 313 – Sister Support

Ella

“Ella!” I hear my sister’s voice cry the same moment I hear the front door to the house open. I stand quickly from my seat in Sinclair’s office, Rafe awake and peaceful in my arms, and move to the open doorway.

“Cora!” I call. I see her spin away from the living room where she was looking for me and jog down the hall towards me, Roger closing the house’s main door behind him as he enters as well. Cora takes my shoulders in her hands as soon as she gets close.

,”Are you – are you all right?” she gasps, looking me over, and then looking down towards the baby. I can see a little relief come into her face the moment she sees us both before her, intact and safe.

“We’re okay,” I say, giving her a little smile. “For right now,” we’re okay. Thank you for coming so late at night.” My sister snaps her eyes up at me, frowning a little.

“What?” I ask. “I just…” she says, confused, glancing back at Roger, “I didn’t expect you to be so calm.”

“Well, it happened like, eleven hours ago,” I say, raising my eyebrows at her. “We’ve had some time to process and plan – ”

Suddenly she scowls, turning fully to glare at Roger coming down the hall towards us. “The way this one was pounding on my door, flying around like a bat out of hell – ”

his frustrated expression matching Cora’s. “It wasn’t exactly peaceful heading into

retort but I reach out and give him a little shove and turn to my sister. Clearly in a mood, Roger

ago? There wasn’t anything on my phone when

and looping my arm with Cora’s at the elbow, pulling my sister close because I know what

the switched sperm sample before the war and they wanted to…clear you. Before I was allowed to text

say, my mouth pulling into a grimace. “As a…suspect.” “WHAT!?” My sister shouts, her voice

hers and work to settle the baby, bobbing him in my arms. “Obviously Sinclair and I don’t suspect you! But his team needs to

was a suspect! After everything!” Cora says, her voice softer now, but no

her because, honestly, it was more like six hours. ”

face and covers it, taking a minute to breathe in deeply and then exhale. Then, slowly, she pulls

you, Ella,” Cora says, her voice as pleading as it is insistent. “Cora,” I say, shaking my head at her, my eyes wide with apology.

peeking out from the office. “Forgive my investigators – they were just following process and

“Okay,” she says, nodding.

back to that day,” Sinclair says, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walks over to us. “You have more knowledge of it than the rest of us – you were there. We’d like to see if you remember anything

everything. But don’t

“Well…” I say, my voice wheedling as I passes the baby to Sinclair and take both of Cora’s hands. The baby calms

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