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- Here's what you asked for.

- This is unbelievable.

Don't worry. I always protect my sources.

It's Anya. I got all the accounts.

It is everything my informant said it would be.

This story is gonna be bigger than we even anticipated.

Yeah, I'm on the way right now. Call legal and get them ready.

Hello?

Just call legal. I'm on my way.

Whatcha readin'?

Oh, oh, oh.

That takes me back.

That was my first big case.

- You didn't tell me you got shot at.

- Only once. And it was 10 years ago.

- Did Dad know? - Of course.

- No wonder he wanted you to quit.

- Hmm. He didn't understand. Never did.

- Mom, maybe Dad was just trying to protect you.

Maybe if you just listened... - Mia, honey,

my job is not the reason we got a divorce.

- Doesn't sound like it.

- Come on, movers are almost done inside.

- Couldn't we have picked somewhere a bit more exciting

for us to live? In the city, maybe?

- I'm afraid the big city newspapers

aren't hiring anymore.

- We're okay, though, aren't we?

I mean, it's still a good job? - Yeah.

- Right? - Already got my first

assignment, you don't need to worry.

Okay? - Mm-hmm.

Oh, bad luck.

- I'm not used to having an audience.

- Said no professional basketball player ever.

I'm Benji.

Guess you're our new neighbors?

- Mia, honey, I'm going into town to grab a few things.

- Okay! - Who's your friend?

- Bye, Mom!

- Hey!

- Um...

What are you doing?

- Sarah, what's wrong?

- You need to get away from me. I do not know you.

I am not Sarah, I am Anya.

- Wow, I'm... so sorry. I...

thought you were my wife. - What?

- Wow, you look just like her.

Uh... I have got to show you something.

- I don't think so. - Sincerely, I am so

very sorry. It was an honest mistake,

but if... if I could just show you,

you'll understand what I'm talking about.

You have to see this.

Please, it's right inside.

Please.

Over here.

Sarah.

- Who are you?

- What is this?

- This is crazy.

I thought that she was you and...

this is Sarah, my wife.

- This is so strange.

- Strange.

Who are you?

- I don't understand, what are you, like,

my double or something?

- The other night, when I thought I saw you

at the store, it must have been Anya.

Wait, were you also adopted?

- How did you know? - This is impossible.

- Just look at you two.

- Yeah, there's no way we're related.

I would know if I had a sister.

- Are you sure about that? When's your birthday?

- February 21st.

Me too.

- But wait, wouldn't that make us... twins?

N-no, no, no, no. There has to be an explanation

f-for all of this.

- Is that why you're here? Did you...

Did you come looking for me?

- No! That's impossible.

We would know about each other. Wouldn't we?

- Mia, over here.

So, you survived your first morning then.

Here, let me see your schedule. Who do you have?

Nice, Mr. Brown for chem lab. - Is he good?

- Yeah, I actually have him too, so,

we might be in the same class. - Hey.

- Oh, hey. Um, this is Mia.

She's new. And this is Kirsten, my girlfriend.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi! It's nice to meet you.

- You too.

- So, what made you move here?

- My birth certificate said Bayfield,

so I thought it'd be a good place to come for a fresh start.

- Did your adoptive parents tell you anything else

about where you came from? Something that might

help us know if this is... this is real?

- They told me my birth mom's name was Bella.

And I had a little stuffed animal, a bunny rabbit.

She knitted for me. - Did it have a blue vest?

She knitted it

while she was pregnant.

- I guess she must have knitted two of them.

I wish I could speak to them. Ask them if they knew anything

about all this, but they died when I was in college.

Are your adoptive parents still around?

Could we... could we ask them? - I lost touch with my mom

a long time ago. I-I don't know where she is

or how to get in touch with her.

- Oh. Uh, I'm so sorry.

Um... - Thank you.

- I've seen all of my adoption paperwork

and my birth certificate.

It doesn't say that I have a twin,

which means...

those papers must have been falsified.

- Why would anyone do that?

Oh, that's Mia.

Honey, we have guests.

- What the...

Who are you?

- Uh, this is Sarah.

I ran into her in town.

Sarah, this is my daughter, Mia.

- Why do you two look exactly the same?

- Yeah, that is what we are trying to figure out.

- Mom? - Hmm?

- This is freaky. - I know.

If the adoption agency hid the truth from our parents,

then who knows what else could have been going on?

- Well, there must have been a reason for it all.

- Aren't you curious?

- Well, yeah, of course. It makes no sense.

- Shouldn't we find out?

Oh, uh... - Oh, I am so sorry.

- Okay, I'll get napkins. - I'll help.

Here, sweetheart. - Thank you. I am so, so sorry.

- It is okay, don't worry.

- It's getting late. We should get going.

Please tell Mia we said good night?

- Sure.

- Thank you for dinner. Very much.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Okay, so we have to identify the microorganism

of this slide. Okay.

- You know, with you around, I think I might actually

get a decent grade this semester.

- Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

I think we put the slide in wrong.

Okay. Never mind, then.

- Anya, thank you so much for cooking. It's very good.

- My pleasure.

So, you said you work for the local news station?

- I'm a producer for Bayfield One News.

We do a lot of local interest stories

and nothing like the stuff that you write about.

- At least no one shot at you because of the story.

- Wait, what?

- Mia is making it sound a lot more dramatic

than it actually was, and it was a long time ago.

- I'm sorry. Uh, I was gonna do this after dinner

but I just can't wait.

This came in today. I thought you'd want to see it.

- What is it?

- It's the results of a DNA test.

It's true. We're twins.

Isn't it amazing?

- Mom? Aren't you happy?

- Yeah, uh... of course I am.

I just, I can't...

I can't believe it.

There's so much I wanna know.

- All that matters is that we're family.

- My station would love to do a story about the two of you.

- Really? - Absolutely.

Long-lost twin sisters that find each other?

It's unbelievable. I mean...

the public would eat this up.

What do you think?

- Mmm, I am usually

the one writing the news stories,

not the subject of them.

But wait,

actually, it could be a good idea

for us to tell the story.

- I'm not sure I wanna be on television.

- Well, it's just one interview.

Could be fun. Let me set it up.

- What does it mean to you both,

to have found a long-lost twin?

- I think it's hard to describe.

Um, I think we're both just trying to understand

how this could have happened.

Our whole lives are a mystery.

Why didn't we know about each other?

So many people are involved

in the adoption process and maybe someone out there

is listening and knows something that happened to us.

- Hmm. And surely you two have a lot of time

to make up for now.

I guess so.

We might be twins, but we don't know each other... yet.

- And walk me through that moment when you first

set eyes on each other.

- It... it was like nothing you could have imagined.

It was like finding a part of yourself

you never knew existed.

- How amazing.

I know I speak for all of our viewers

when I say we are so happy

you found each other at long last.

I'm Harper Hayward and that's your latest news

from right here in Bayfield.

- And cut! We're done.

- Thanks, that's fantastic.

Thanks, Sarah. I know that wasn't easy.

- Well, was that all about

hoping someone would come forward?

- I thought it was worth a shot.

See if we could get any leads from it.

- I-I-I thought you wanted to do all of this

to share our story with people.

To help people understand

what it was like to find each other?

- Clearly, there's a bigger story here.

I pitched the idea to my editors,

but they're only interested if I can find out more

about what was going on with the adoption agency.

Find out who else might have been involved,

how many other families.

- This is my life, too.

I just, I don't want you digging it all up

for everyone to read.

- I thought you wanted to know more?

I'm so sorry. I have to go.

- Oh! - Excuse me. Sorry.

- Sorry. You're the other twin.

Hi, I'm Peter. That was a crazy interview.

- Uh, yeah. - Really makes you think.

Yeah, tell me about it.

- You know,

if I just found a long-lost brother or sister,

I'd appreciate the time we had together

and not waste time asking questions.

- Well, I get paid to ask those questions.

Whatcha working on?

Is that a writeup to go with the interview?

- Actually, this is a personal project of mine.

Hey, maybe you can help me.

Would you be able to send me any papers

about your adoption? - What? Why would I do that?

- I have a contact at the courthouse

I could try, but you would be saving

me a trip.

Unless you wanna team up? Co-write something, maybe.

- You're investigating our adoption.

- Like you said, it's a big mystery.

And if someone went to all of that trouble

of hiding the truth from you and your adoptive parents,

then there's got to be more going on.

And that's the kind of story that makes a career.

- Well, I don't think Sarah will wanna be interviewed

again and I'm afraid I like to work solo, so...

- This could be huge,

and two heads are better than one.

I don't wanna be covering Bayfield One News

the rest of my life. Let me help you.

- This is something that I have to do on my own.

- Suit yourself.

- So, what'd you really think?

How did I sound?

- Did you lose your keys again?

Mom?

- What? "The other twins weren't so lucky"?

- Where did that come from? - I don't know but...

Wait, there was some strange man

who bumped into me at the interview.

- We should call the police.

- Uh... no. You know,

it's probably someone just trying to mess with me.

Happens in my line of work.

- Mom, this feels dangerous.

I don't want you getting hurt. - It's okay, it's okay.

Let's go. We'll miss the beginning of the movie.

Okay, next time you get to pick what we see.

- Yeah right, Mom. You never let me pick.

Mom?

- Oh my gosh.

- Mom? What's going on?

You stay here.

I'm... I'm calling the police.

- 911, what's your emergency, please?

- Hey,

the police are finished up and have gone. You okay?

- Yeah. It's just strange, I guess,

to think about someone else in here.

- I know. I'm getting the locks changed

first thing in the morning, and the police

are looking into it. We're safe here, okay?

I don't want you to worry.

- Mom, you know what's weird?

My laptop.

It was out on the desk in plain sight,

but it's still here.

No one stole it.

- Mine was too, actually. Huh.

From all the mess, it's more like they were

looking for something instead.

- Yeah.

- You're up early.

Yeah. I couldn't sleep.

- Me neither. What's all this?

- Boxes from my parents' old house.

All of my adoption paperwork was in here somewhere,

but now I can't find it.

Will you give me a hand? Um, I think...

I think it might've been what was stolen.

- I can't believe someone would break in just to take your file.

- Well, if I'm right about the documents being falsified,

then they would have been evidence, which means...

someone doesn't want me asking questions.

- Yeah, most people would be freaked out by that.

- It means I'm on to something.

You know, when I was talking with Harper yesterday,

I realized I haven't felt this way about a case

in a really long time. Like-like I'm working

on something important.

Other twins could be involved,

which means that other families have been split up.

And they have no idea.

Maybe I can help them.

- Here you go. The Sunlight Mission Adoption Agency.

That's their name.

They couldn't have picked something a bit less culty?

- There's not much to go on here,

just a confirmation of the social worker on my case.

Colleen Tate.

- If... if she lived in Bayfield back then,

maybe she's still local.

- Well, maybe we will make a reporter out of you yet.

- Mom?

What are you gonna say to Sarah about all this?

- When I have the answers we need, she'll come around.

- You're the librarian, aren't you?

I was just looking for... - No, sorry, that would be

my sister you need. I'm... I'm Anya.

- Oh. Oh, I'm sorry.

Weird, you look just like her.

Wait, are you the twins that I've been hearing about?

Such a crazy story.

So, everyone keeps saying.

- Though I'm sure it feels so strange.

- Yeah, it's... it's hard to explain.

- Yeah, for what it's worth, I have a half-brother, Shaun.

Didn't even meet him 'til I was in my 20s.

Finding out that I had a brother out of nowhere,

really took a while to settle in.

Families can be complicated.

I'm glad it's not just me.

- I'm Leo Powell.

I'm sorry again for the mix-up.

So, is that what you're researching?

- Oh, no. This? Um...

I'm a reporter. I'm just, I'm researching something else.

- Would I be able to read your work anywhere?

- I write for the Bayfield Globe.

I used to write for a national publication,

corporate corruption, that kinda thing.

- Wow. Um, that's all alien to me.

I work for a local museum,

so unless it came out 100 years ago,

I'm a bit out of the loop.

I'd love your crosswords, though.

Geez, that made me sound pretty lame, didn't it?

Yeah... - Uh...

at least you buy the paper.

- Well, I'll leave you to it. Maybe see you around?

- Okay.

Hi, there. I'm so sorry to bother you. I'm Anya Wright.

I work for the The Globe. Colleen Tate, right?

I'm doing some research into historical adoptions

and wondered if I could ask you a few questions.

- You wanna speak to me?

- I found your name on some adoption paperwork

and just wanted to chat a bit.

- I don't know how I could help.

- I don't know if you saw the news, but I'm a twin.

Um, I was separated from my sister.

I'm just trying to figure out a bit more

about what happened to us.

And why anyone would want to hide the truth from us.

- All right then. I've got a couple of minutes.

- Thank you.

Here you go.

So, I found your name as a social worker

with the Sunlight Mission Agency.

What can you tell me about them?

- Um... the who?

I'm afraid I worked with dozens of agencies in my time.

- You know what? Maybe...

maybe this will help.

They're the agency that handled my... our adoption.

But I think the paperwork was falsified.

We just wanna know why we were separated.

We need to understand.

- I only worked with the Sunlight Mission

for a short time.

I didn't have a good feeling about the place.

Papers would go missing.

Certain adoptions would be rushed through.

But if people asked too many questions,

they didn't last long.

- Why wasn't any of this reported?

- It was impossible to prove.

- Well, what did you think?

- Excuse me.

Hello?

Yes, she's here now.

Not yet.

Fine, I'll tell her to go.

Goodbye.

I'm sorry, but I have an appointment.

You'll have to leave.

- Did someone warn you against talking to me?

- Don't be ridiculous.

You just caught me at a bad time. Now, please.

I can't be of any more help, I'm afraid.

- Well, if you can think of anything else,

you have my card. Call me anytime, day or night.

- Goodbye, now.

Oh. Hi.

- It's funny how we keep running into each other.

- Perks of living in a small town, I guess.

- Well, if you're looking for a good place to work,

I can recommend the patio.

Wrote most of my thesis back there.

- Really? - It's definitely the best spot.

- Well, good to know. Thanks. - Yeah.

Well, I have to run to work. Um...

I was wondering, would you like to grab

a cup of coffee sometime?

- Oh, I uh...

You know, you know what? Sure, yeah, why not?

- Great. Let me give you my number.

See ya later. - See ya later.

Hey!

Are you reading my work?

- I'm sorry. I was just leaving. - Whoa, wait, wait, wait.

Did you give me that note after the interview?

- What note? - It was a warning.

After what you said, I thought maybe it was you.

- That's-that's ridiculous. Look, I'm sorry.

I have no idea what you're talking about,

but I've really gotta be going.

- Sorry, we're a bit early.

- No, no, it's good to see you. Come on in.

- Hi.

- You know, it's funny. When I was a kid,

I was such a picky eater.

Couldn't get me to look twice at a vegetable.

But Mia is the complete opposite.

There was one time she went through this phase,

all she ate was carrots.

She was a funny, little thing.

- I think I was a bit like that.

My mom always said that I would eat anything

when I was little.

- You said you don't speak to your mom anymore?

Do you know where she lives? - Mmm...

Last I knew, somewhere in the city,

but that was years ago.

- I'm sorry things are so difficult with her now.

- Oh, things were always difficult with Willa.

My mom.

Even growing up.

Yeah, we moved around a lot.

Wherever she could, um... you know, get a job.

I always just kinda felt like a burden to her, you know?

- She uh...

she never talked about our birth parents

or the adoption process?

- No, nothing.

You're not still looking into all of that, are you?

- No.

- You know, I tried to find our birth mom once.

But there was no trace.

And I realized...

she didn't wanna be found.

Which means she didn't want to know us,

and that was really, really difficult to accept.

We don't need to go through all that again.

Please? It's not worth it.

- Yeah, of course.

- Thank you.

- Anya,

could you give me a hand with something real quick?

- Sure.

- Willa's a bit of a sore subject for Sarah.

- I didn't realize how bad it was between them.

- Yeah, they had a bit of a falling out

when Willa got in trouble with the police over,

I don't know, some credit card fraud.

And Willa promised she would never do anything

so stupid again. And...

Sarah believed her.

She even helped her get back on her feet.

Only to find out that Willa was doing it all over again.

- I had no idea. I am so sorry.

I will not mention her ever again.

- I just thought I'd let you know.

- Beautiful night, isn't it?

Mind if I join you? - Sure.

- So...

how are you settling in at school?

- It's fine.

- I met one of your friends today, Benji.

He says to say hi. He was with a girl.

- That'll be Kirsten, his girlfriend.

- You don't get along?

- I think she hates me.

Everything she says just sounds like an insult.

- I had a rough time, too, in school.

I know it sounds hollow, but it does get better.

- Hmm. - I'm sure your mom

said the same thing. - Actually, Mom isn't...

it's just school. You know?

I don't wanna complain to her when she's got so many

other important things to worry about.

- I'm sure that's not true.

- I get it. You know?

I mean, she's got so much on her plate since the divorce

and... high school seems pretty small in comparison.

- Well, if you ever need to talk to anyone,

you can call me. I'm always here.

- Thanks, Sarah. That means a lot.

- Of course.

- So, how's work going? Said you were researching

something new? - Yeah, it's been slow going.

- Can you share what it's about?

- Uh...

Yeah. It's about me, actually.

Or my sister and me and the whole cover up

about our adoption.

- You must have so many questions.

- Who knows how many others have been affected?

I mean, if they went through all of that trouble

to hide the truth about us from our parents,

to falsify documents, that...

that takes some careful planning.

- And you have to know why.

- Uh, yeah. I'm gonna try,

but it seems someone out there

doesn't want the story coming out.

That must be scary.

Comes with the territory.

I try not to let it bother me, um, but that...

is not always easy. - Hmm.

- Anyway, it's just been a lot to deal with.

First it was my divorce,

then finding Sarah, and now, my daughter's

having a hard time settling in at a new school.

- Your divorce?

- I thought I should drop that in there somewhere.

- It's okay. I'm divorced, too. Four years now.

- I'm sorry. - Ah, don't be.

Good marriages don't end with divorce.

Sorry. Might've sounded like I was judging your marriage.

I... - No, no, you're right.

It wasn't good. - I get it.

Listen, I know it's hard.

I'm fine with just getting to know each other, though.

You know, no pressure.

- I'd like that.

- And I'd love to hear more about your work.

It sounds interesting.

- Hey, honey. We should probably get outta here.

Anya. - Hmm.

I'm sorry about that.

That's... gonna take some getting used to.

What are you working on here?

Is that the Lincoln girls' case?

I remember that. Wasn't it the nanny

that ran off with them? - Actually, it was never solved.

That case is what, 20 years old?

Why would you be working on that now?

- Uh, the paper is doing a feature on some

unsolved cold cases.

- You're still working? I have to close up.

- Do you mind if I stay a bit longer?

I promised my editors I'd have something over

to them by tomorrow. I could close up for you?

- I'm not sure if she's... - If you're sure...

Remember to turn the lights off when you go.

- Will do.

You guys have a good night.

- You too.

- Hello? Anyone there?

Sarah? Is that you?

No, no, no.

- Who are you and what have you done with my mom?

- Very funny. Hey, I make breakfast.

Sometimes. I thought I would make some pancakes for us

before school.

- Mom, the last time you made pancakes

is when you told me Dad was moving out.

If something's going on, you're gonna give me a complex.

- Okay. I don't want you to worry,

but someone broke into the library last night.

- What? I knew something was wrong.

- It's all right. I'm not hurt or anything,

but I did have to call the police to come look around.

- I thought small towns like this were supposed to be safe.

- They are. Usually.

I thought it might be that reporter, Harper.

If she's desperate to break the story first,

then she's probably just trying to scare me.

- That's so messed up.

- You um...

you didn't see anyone last night, did you?

Around... around here?

- No, but I wasn't looking. And you're scaring me.

- I'm sorry, honey. Don't worry.

Like I said, the police are looking into it.

- What about... - You don't have to worry,

okay? I'm taking care of it.

- I gotta go.

- Bye, honey.

- Colleen? It's Anya.

You there?

Colleen?

Colleen!

- Police! Step away from the body.

Are you sure? There's nothing else you remember?

- I'm afraid that's all I know.

- Okay, then that's everything for now.

- What's Harper Hayward have to do with all this?

- She was the one who found the body. She called it in.

- Really? - Yeah.

We'll be in touch if we have any further questions.

- You got here fast.

- Harper gave us the heads up.

She's always got her ear to the ground.

- You all right? The police said you found Colleen.

- I'll be fine.

Nothing a little concealer can't fix.

- Must've been a shock. But what were you doing here?

I know she wouldn't have talked to you.

- Everyone has their pressure point if you can just find it.

- Who was that woman you were talking to?

- You don't know her?

I thought you were investigating.

- Who is she, and what does she have to do with this?

- I can't share the names of my sources.

Now, I'm sorry, but I have a report to shoot.

Let me know if you change your mind

about working together.

I still think we'd make a great team.

- I'm sorry I was late. - It's fine.

- I didn't realize things were so bad at school.

I'm sorry. I-I'm sorry I'm not always the best mom,

but I need you to know you're the most

important thing to me. - It's fine.

- Okay, I... I need to go take care of something.

But how about

we order in tonight? Have a movie night

like we used to?

Let me make it up to you.

- Okay.

- Hey, make sure you lock the door behind you. Okay?

- Anya, what are you doing here?

- You recognized me this time.

- Yeah. It's the way you wear your hair.

Sarah never really tucks it behind her ear like that.

She should be closing up

in the next few minutes, if you're wanting to see her.

- I wanted to talk to you, actually.

About Harper.

- Oh yeah? - How well do you know her?

- She's worked at the station for a few years now.

She's definitely keen on making a name for herself,

that's for sure. - How far do you think she'd go

for a story? I only ask because she was talking

about pressuring Colleen into talking,

and I couldn't help but think... - Think what?

That she had something to do with her death?

No. There's no way.

- I know. I know it sounds crazy,

but what if Harper pushed her too hard,

they argued, and something happened?

- Anya, I'm telling you, it's not right.

Someone is trying to scare me,

and I know she's determined to break the story first.

- Wait first? But you said that...

- Anya? I wasn't expecting you.

Did you wanna join us for dinner?

- Actually, she was just leaving.

- Yeah. Uh, maybe next time.

- Okay. Well, good night.

- Good night.

- Sarah, hi, it's me again.

Uh, do you think you could swing by the house and check on Mia?

I was supposed to be home by now, but uh,

something came up with work and I think I'll be out late.

Yeah, I just don't want her alone.

Thank you so much.

- Oh! Oh, honey! I'm so...

- Uh, what are you doing?

- Wait, y-you're her, aren't you?

You're Sarah's sister.

Oh my gosh, you-you two truly are identical.

- Who are you?

- I'm Willa. I'm Sarah's mom.

Oh, her adoptive mom.

Oh, come on in.

I am so sorry. I...

I don't mean to stare, but it's... it's just so strange

seeing you.

- What are you doing here?

- Uh, well that reporter,

Harper, she called me.

She told me Sarah had a sister. She asked me to come.

- But why? - She had a lot of questions

about Sarah.

Of course, she already knew a lot, but I mean,

she didn't know about that trouble she'd be in but...

I just can't get over how identical you two are.

- How... how do I know you're telling the truth?

Do you have any ID?

That's not really necessary,

is it, honey?

Okay, fine. Um...

Look. Willa Davison.

Davison was my last husband's name.

Just haven't gotten around to getting it changed yet.

It was O'Shea before that.

Um... look at these.

I keep 'em in my wallet. That way she's always with me.

- Does Sarah know you're here?

I mean, what were you doing outside of the library?

- We haven't spoken in a long time.

And I... I wasn't sure if she even wanted to see me.

- What were you doing at Colleen Tate's house?

- Oh, well that was Harper.

She called me. She asked me to meet her there.

She said that Colleen was refusing to speak with her,

and she thought, well, maybe if I was there,

I could convince her otherwise.

- Did it work?

I never got a chance.

When I arrived, Harper was on the porch in hysterics.

She'd just found Colleen's body.

I took her to my car. We called the police.

- Uh, there were two drinks on Colleen's table.

She let someone in.

- Sarah! What are you doing here?

- Your mom asked me to stop by.

- She was probably feeling guilty 'cause we were supposed

to have a movie night.

- She said she had to work late.

She didn't want you on your own.

You want a snack?

- Oh, it's okay. I'm not hungry.

- How about you finish up here

and we can have a movie night instead?

- Really? You wouldn't mind?

- Well, I think it'd be nice to spend some time together.

So, how has school been? Hmm?

Is that Kirsten girl, is she still giving you trouble?

- I can't believe you remembered. Yes.

- Of course I did.

There is something about your age that just

brings out the worst in people.

You know...

I probably shouldn't be telling you this,

but I had a run-in with a girl like that

when I was your age, too. Jessica Bell.

She made my life miserable

every single day of my freshman year.

Until one day I fought back.

Whoa. Really?

- But I got into so much trouble.

But I'll tell you what.

She never so much as looked at me again.

Not that I'm encouraging that or anything.

- I can't believe it.

- People will go to surprising lengths

when they're backed into a corner. Remember that.

Remember that.

- And never to get on the wrong side

of you, apparently.

- A wedding, hey, I'm not really dressed for this.

Here we are.

Gathered to join the union of two desperate souls.

- Hey. Everything all right?

Look what I brought. Your favorite.

- We already made popcorn.

- Um...

Thanks for coming over.

- Oh, don't worry about it.

It was nice to get to know each other a bit better.

So, how was your evening?

- Um... not much to tell.

Just boring work stuff.

- Well, you missed a great movie. Didn't she?

Mm-hmm.

- Hey, is there any more popcorn?

- Uh, no. I can go get some.

- Thanks again for keeping an eye on her.

Since Colleen Tate's death, I just...

I feel better knowing someone's with her.

- Oh, of course. I think everybody in town

has been a bit on edge since then.

But Joseph didn't say why you were there as well.

I, um...

I was just following up a lead on a story.

- Oh, the one about the property developers?

- Yeah.

Yeah um, but it didn't, it didn't pan out.

- Oh.

- Hey...

There's something I need to tell you.

- Yeah?

- Yeah. Um...

Thanks again for being there for Mia.

- Anytime. We're family, right?

- Yeah.

Oh, Harper, wait up. - Anya.

You have to make it quick. I gotta get to the station.

- Why'd you have to bring Sarah's adoptive mom

into all this? - You met Willa, then?

- You must know they don't have an easy relationship.

- You know how it works when you're on an investigation.

You cannot protect everyone's feelings

if you wanna get to the truth.

There's always gonna be a little bit of fallout.

- Is that what happened with Colleen?

- No. No, what happened to Colleen was awful.

Someone did not want her talking.

Drop the investigation and let me interview you.

- I'm not giving up.

- Well, just think about it.

- I got a call from Colleen just before she died.

Harper said Dr. Davrow was using the adoption agency

to do experiments of some kind.

I tried looking it up online, but I couldn't find any record.

But then I thought lots of doctors publish articles

in research journals, so I checked the library archive

and I found three Dr. Davrows.

And I thought one might be our guy.

Ooh.

Don't think it's that one. - No, I don't think so.

- Hey, thanks for helping me, by the way.

I know this isn't the most exciting way

to spend the morning. - I am happy to help.

I just can't believe how committed you are.

All for a story? You're really brave.

- Or stupid.

If these people were willing to run illicit research

on children, who knows what they're capable of.

But I can't stop now. My editors are getting impatient

and if I don't deliver...

Look at this.

By Dr. L. Davrow.

This is crazy.

It talks about research centers in different cities

all involved in Dr. Davrow's experiments.

There were dozens of families involved.

Maybe even more.

- And you and Sarah were a part of it?

- I think we were separated

so they could track how we grew up.

See how different we were.

Research like this is not only wrong,

it breaks all kinds of laws.

- Do you remember any experiments

or anything like that? - You know,

I remember lots of tests and doctors' appointments

when I was little, but it's hazy.

My parents always said it was social services

checking in, but what if it wasn't?

We need to track down this Dr. Davrow,

if they're still alive.

There's no bio. Someone ripped it out.

- Maybe they wanted to hide something.

Wonder who the last person was to check this out.

What's wrong?

- Well, Sarah would be able to look this information

up on her system, but then I'd have to explain.

- I could help.

Hi there. I was wondering if you could help?

I found a dry-cleaning slip in this journal

and wanted to see if I could find its owner.

Do you know who the last person was to check it out?

- Hmm, let me see.

You are in luck.

It says they're logged into the library account right now.

- They're in this building? - Mm-hmm.

- Thank you.

- Stay here. - You sure?

- Yeah, I'll be okay.

Did you rip a page out of this journal

about Dr. Davrow? Are you trying to hide something?

- No. No, I swear I'm not. - No, I know you're involved

in all of this. First you slip me that note.

Then you try reading my work.

What do you know about the Sunlight Mission

Adoption Agency and Dr. Davrow's research?

- Can't. I'm not supposed to be talking to you right now.

- Says who? - Look.

I'm only trying to help you. Okay? You and your sister.

- So, talk to me. Okay?

I can keep your name out of it. I promise.

- It's not you, it's...

It's them.

Okay? Please, I'm sorry.

- Just-just tell me what you know and let me help you.

- I can't even be seen with you right now.

Look, all they told me to do was to just make you stop.

I was just trying to scare you. That's all. I'm sorry.

- That was you in here the other night?

- Look, I didn't mean to.

They said if I didn't do it,

then I would never be able to just see my...

- Is that you?

- We were taken when we were little.

And then they split us up.

- Wait. So...

when the Sunlight Mission shut down,

they started kidnapping kids instead?

- I still don't know where he is.

But they told me

that if I just made you stop...

that I'd finally get to see my brother again.

- We have to go to the police.

- No, we can't go to the police.

If... if we go to the police,

then I'll never see my brother again. We can't.

- Okay! Okay. Just tell me.

Tell me who is behind all of this.

Who threatened you?

- Dr. Davrow.

I'm sorry. I can't be here.

- Oh hey, there you are.

What happened with Peter Boyce? What'd he say?

- You know Harper Haywood?

- Yeah, of course. Uh, she did a piece a while ago

on the museum's anniversary.

- Wh... why didn't you tell me you knew her?

- I know most people in this town. Everyone does.

I didn't think it was that big of a deal.

- What'd she want? - We were just saying hello.

- Wait, did you... did you tell her

about Peter and what we found in the journal?

- No, of course not. You really think I would do that?

- Why was she here? - Anya, I told you,

we were just saying hello.

- Okay. Uh, you know what? I...

I have to go. Thanks for your help today.

- What now? - I don't know.

I will call you. Okay?

- Wait, I think there's been a big misunderstanding.

- I said I don't want to be interviewed.

- This is your chance to have ownership over your story.

And which parts are included. Or not.

Where did you get that?

- That's not important. All that matters

is that you have the power to make this go away.

Let me interview you and I'll make sure

this never sees the light of day.

- Harper, you need to leave.

- This is between me and Sarah. - This is blackmail.

- No, it's a compromise. I bury this.

In return, Sarah helps my investigation.

I'm surprised you didn't think of that yourself.

- What-what does that mean?

- For her own story.

- Wait, I thought you dropped all of that?

- Let me explain. - You lied to me?

- It is not what you think. Harper will say anything...

- Well, did you drop the story or not?

- I couldn't. My editors are expecting...

- How could you? - I needed the work.

I needed to think about Mia.

But this is bigger than us.

There are other families being torn apart.

I can't give up now knowing what I know.

- No. No, this has always been about you

not being able to let it go.

You never cared about how I felt.

- Sarah, please.

How could you do that?

- A good reporter knows that there's nothing

more important than getting to the truth.

- Sarah, please just talk to me!

- This is why I didn't want you digging around.

I have worked so long to move on from the mistakes I made

when I was younger. And now everyone is gonna know.

Why couldn't you just listen to me?

- I am so sorry. Just give me a chance.

- No, it's too late.

- Oh, hi, honey. Going to bed? How was school?

- Fine.

- No more trouble from that Kirsten girl?

- What do you care anyway?

Because I wanna help.

- All you care about, Mom, is your work.

- That is not true.

You know,

I spoke to Sarah today.

Why couldn't you have just been honest with her?

You always do this! - What is that supposed to mean?

- You get so wrapped up in your work,

it's like nothing else matters.

Not Sarah. Not Dad. It's why he left!

- Your dad left because he met someone else.

He didn't want to be a part of this family anymore, okay?

I am so sorry. I did not mean that.

- I have an algebra test tomorrow.

- Mia, wait. - I have to study.

- I need the police.

Sarah, there you are. - Not now, Anya.

- Please, this is important.

Okay? Just hear me out and I will leave you alone.

- Someone was lurking outside of my house

last night watching me.

- What? Are you all right? Is-is Mia okay?

- We're fine. Nothing happened.

I called the police, but they don't have much to go on.

Just some phone number they're trying to trace.

But I wanted you to know.

- Me?

What do I have to do with any of this?

- Everything that's been happening,

it is all connected to us. To our past.

I know you don't want to hear it,

but you need to know.

Do you remember lots of tests and doctors' appointments

when you were little?

- No, that's because social services was worried about me.

They wanted to keep an eye on me.

- No, it's all a lie.

It was all a big research project into twins.

That's why we were split up.

And when the agency shut down,

they started kidnapping twins instead.

- What? - And-and those families,

they still don't know the truth.

There are twins out there, even now, being split up,

and kept apart, and threatened.

Okay? It has to stop.

- But after everything that's happened,

it's not safe. You need to stop.

- Didn't you hear me?

This isn't about us anymore.

- No, this has always been about you.

You risk anything, even your family.

- Mia isn't in any danger, okay?

- What about me? I'm your sister.

- I'm sorry, I didn't... - Yes, you did.

We might be related but we're still just strangers, aren't we?

Maybe we should just keep it that way.

- Out late last night?

- Didn't get much sleep.

We had a creeper in our yard.

You didn't see anything did you?

- No, but I was at basketball practice until about nine.

Are you all right? - It was weird.

I could tell my mom was freaking out

after the police left, and of course

she wouldn't admit it.

- I'm just glad you're okay.

Kirsten, relax.

We're just friends. - That's not what Mia told me.

- What?

- Well, you said you like him, right?

Be honest. - I didn't say...

- So, you were lying? - No! I never...

Fine.

I like you, Benji.

What? You said I should be honest.

- Anya, honey. What's wrong?

- Um... I need to talk to you.

You... you haven't seen anyone waiting around outside,

have you? - Well, no,

but I don't think so. I haven't really been checking.

What is it? - It's Sarah.

We got into a huge fight. - Oh, I'm so sorry.

- I don't know what to do.

Why is she so cagey about the past?

- Things weren't always easy for her.

For us. I...

We made a lot of mistakes.

- This is bigger than us!

Okay? Why can't she see that? I mean, if they were willing

to kill Colleen, then...

- What is it?

- If they were willing to kill Colleen,

then they must be trying to hide something.

- Maybe it was just a random crime.

- No. No, she was scared of Dr. Davrow,

and I need to find out why.

What was so dangerous they were willing

to kill to keep it hidden?

- If only I'd gotten there sooner

and maybe had a chance to talk to her.

- She was meticulous. Her place was spotless.

Someone like that always keeps records.

Maybe she still has something from her time

at the Sunlight Mission, and maybe those papers

are still at her house.

Do you remember anything being saved?

Her house is a crime scene.

- Then I need to figure out how to get inside.

The security cameras are down.

I need to figure out who did this.

- All right, if you're set on doing this then I'm...

I'm going with you. - No, you can't.

- Look, these people are dangerous.

You said so yourself.

We'll wait until it's dark,

but I'm not gonna let you go there alone.

- Finding anything?

- Oh no, this is just bills and home documents in here.

- There has to be something.

- Look at this. - Hmm?

- I don't believe it.

Sunlight Mission Adoption Agency.

Anya Wright and Sarah Aubrey.

It's us. It-it's everyone

who was involved in the research.

The Laurie Mayweather Agency?

I haven't heard that name before.

- Um, another social worker maybe?

- Wait a second, Dr. L. Davrow.

This is why I couldn't find any trace of them

after the agency shut down.

Because they changed their name and disappeared.

These are the Lincoln girls.

And that's Peter Boyce and his brother.

This proves that we're all a part of the research.

It's all connected. - Mm-hmm.

- With this I can track down all of the other kids

who were involved. This is the evidence we need

to publish the article.

- What do you want?

Leave me alone!

- This is fascinating.

Someone's here. We gotta go. Someone's here. Come on.

- Police. Hands up.

- I don't care if you're a reporter.

This is a crime scene. - I'm sorry, officer.

It won't happen again.

- Next time you will be arrested, understand?

And while this is an active investigation,

it'd be best if you didn't leave town.

- I understand. I'm so sorry again.

All units, all units.

- What are you doing here?

- I heard on the police scanner that there was an intruder

in Colleen's house.

Thought it might be worth checking out.

- Well, you missed the party this time, I'm afraid.

Wait, I wanted to ask you,

how did you track down Willa in the first place?

I know Sarah didn't give you her number.

- Oh, she contacted me.

- What?

- Willa saw your interview and got in touch.

She wanted to help with my story.

- But she said you called her. Why would she lie?

Uh...

- Hello? - Mia, are you okay?

- I'm fine. Don't worry.

- What happened? I saw, I saw all of your missed calls.

- It was stupid. I was home alone,

and I heard people knocking at the door.

- Well, did you call the police?

- It was just some kids from school

trying to mess with me. Okay?

- I am coming home right now.

- Mom, I told you. I'm fine.

They ran away when they saw Sarah.

I called her, and she came right over

because she actually cares about me.

- What does that mean?

- You know, sometimes I wish she was my mom instead.

Mia!

- I gotta go, Mom. There's someone at the door.

- Can I help you?

- Oh, you won't remember me,

but I knew you when you were little.

- Mia?

Mia? Sarah!

- Calm down, Anya.

Everything's going to be okay.

- Where... is my daughter?

- She's safe.

- I know who you are. - Oh?

- You're not Sarah's mom. You are Dr. Davrow.

You need to let me go.

- Oh, well first,

you need to delete

all of your research on me and my work.

All of your notes, your photos,

everything you have.

- Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

You can't scare me.

Are you sure about that?

You know how far I'm prepared to go.

- I didn't tell her anything.

- I just needed to be sure.

- Let me go.

Someone will come looking for me.

- Shh.

Listen.

- Anya! - Hmm?

- Sarah?

Sarah!

Sarah, I'm here!

What have you done to her?

- I will do whatever it takes to protect my research.

- I am not doing anything

until I have seen my daughter.

You can't separate us.

- Oh, sisters, mothers, daughters,

it's all the same!

You don't miss each other

if you don't have each other in the first place.

- It's disgusting.

- It's science.

Conducted from a distance.

I have been doing it for years,

and no one has cared enough to stop me!

- Until now.

Please just let her go. She has nothing to do...

- Do what I ask, and everything will be okay.

- What about my daughter?

What have you done with Mia?

- Delete all your files. Then we will talk.

- Just let them go.

- Do you know...

how long it takes to succumb to exhaust fumes?

- I need to use the keypad.

- Just give me the password.

- No, it's not that. I have a biometric lock.

Only I can unlock it.

Please, just you-you have to release my hands.

- If you try anything,

it's your family who will suffer.

- Please just hurry.

Look, see this is... this is all my research.

And this is my story about you.

Sarah? Sarah, I'm here! Sarah!

Are you okay? Are you okay? Where's-where's Mia?

- Mia! - Mom!

Shh, shh, shh.

- Mom! - Shh, shh, shh. Oh, God.

Shh. - Mom.

I'm here with you.

- What's going on?

- Everything's gonna be okay, I promise.

- Who's that lady?

- Shh. We need to be quiet. Okay?

- Where's Sarah? - Shh! Okay? Be quiet.

Shh. Just say behind. Just stay behind me.

- No. Please, no!

Mom!

Mom!

- Why couldn't you just let it be?

- This is Harper Hayward with your breaking news

in Bayfield.

The investigation into the separation of twins,

Anya Wright and Sarah Aubrey,

took a shocking twist this evening

when a disturbance occurred in a local neighborhood.

Willa Davison, previously known as Dr. Linda Davrow,

is accused of kidnapping the...

- This is... all my fault.

- No. Don't say that.

- No, it's true. You told me to let it be.

- Dr. Davrow is the one to blame here, not you.

- I am so sorry, honey.

You were right.

No story is worth all of this.

- Mia.

- Go ahead, honey.

- Are you okay? I was at a practice

when my mom called and said the police were here.

- It was pretty bad.

- Remember all those times you asked me about seeing anyone

weird on the street?

I wish I'd been here.

- Don't worry.

Turns out my mom is pretty hardcore.

- Guess that's where you get it from, too.

- Excuse me.

- Anya, oh my goodness, are you okay?

- We're uh... we're all right.

- I heard the address and had this terrible feeling.

- It's okay. It's okay.

The police are dealing with it all.

- I don't suppose...

I could ask you a few questions about what happened?

- Maybe some other time.

- Yes.

- Knock, knock.

Hey, my mom wanted me to bring these.

- Thanks.

I heard you broke up with Kirsten. I'm sorry.

- Don't be. She wasn't right for me.

- But still, if you're upset or anything...

- I'll be okay.

Um, maybe we can walk to school together tomorrow?

- Yeah, sure. I'd like that.

- Okay, sounds good. - Yeah.

What?

- Is that him?

Yes.

Seems nice.

- Oh, come on.

Can we just eat the cookies?

Who wants a cookie? How good do they look?

Oh yeah.

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