Chapter 7 A Daughter Found Twice

• The Whitmore Group was huge. Its power moved fast and without mercy. Just one hour after Eleanor Whitmore’s desperate plea in the narrow aisle of Bennett Family Grocery, a team of top doctors arrived in a quiet black van from Ashbourne’s most private hospital. In heavy silence, they took blood samples. These were rushed back to a lab with strict orders: test first, keep it secret, and deliver results now.
• For the next twelve hours, the Bennett family’s small upstairs apartment sat wrapped in tense quiet.
• Clara Bennett sat on the edge of her old bed. Her dark eyes stayed locked on her phone screen, waiting for the call that would change everything. In her past life, she had watched this moment as a ghost—powerless, floating, forced to see her family grieve without being able to help. Now, she was alive. She had survived. And this time, she was in control.