Chapter Five: The Body Doesn't Lie

At last, I could breathe. She was not a personality state. She was not sleepwalking. Xiao Mian leaned toward my ear. “Don't celebrate. Every time you forget, I resemble you more. Once I have all your memories, no instrument will tell us apart.” “Do you want to replace me?” “I want to live,” she said. “That's the strongest thing you gave me.” Glass shattered below. A man dropped from the roof across the street. Wenchuan recognized the red-marked investment partner—the same man who had supposedly died in a fall two months earlier. His phone skidded from his pocket when the body struck. A message to every member remained on its screen: