Insight

Chapter 4

The glass doors slid open automatically, greeting her with a gust of cool Washington D.C. autumn air. Across the expansive concrete plaza, the United States flag rippled majestically against the bright midday sky.

Beside the flagpole stood a modest blue sedan with dust caked on its rear bumper. A woman with dark bob-cut hair was leaning against the passenger door, looking anxiously toward the corporate entrance.

Eleanor froze in her tracks as the distance between them closed in her mind. The woman standing across the plaza possessed the exact facial features, the same posture, and the undeniable bone structure of her presumed-dead sister Clara.

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