Anna reached the warehouse and found David alive.

She ran into his arms—then noticed the blood on his shirt.

“Michael warned me about you,” she whispered.
David looked away. “I had to fake my death to escape them.”

“Who?”
Before he could answer, police sirens filled the night.

Michael arrived with officers.
“Anna,” he said, “David has been wanted for eight months.”

Then David smiled.
“Now you know the truth.”