Chapter 3 — The Miracle No One Expected
Eight agonizing hours later...
The operating room doors finally opened.
The chief surgeon removed his mask.
"Harrison?"
He stepped forward immediately.
"My sister?"
"She's alive."
Harrison released the first breath he'd taken all day.
"And the baby?"
The surgeon smiled faintly.
"A little girl."
Harrison closed his eyes.
For a single second...
The ruthless attorney disappeared.
Only an uncle remained.
"Can I see them?"
"The baby, yes."
Inside the neonatal intensive care unit, an impossibly tiny infant lay inside a warm incubator.
A bracelet around her wrist read:
BABY HARRINGTON.
Harrison gently placed one finger into the incubator.
The baby's tiny hand wrapped around it.
His composure shattered.
Soft tears rolled down his face.
"You fought just like your mother."
Behind him, another doctor entered carrying a sealed evidence bag.
"Mr. Cole..."
"What is it?"
"The emergency C-section saved the baby..."
He held up a small metallic object covered with dried blood.
"...but this was removed from your sister's abdomen."
Harrison frowned.
"What is that?"
"A GPS tracking device."
The room fell completely silent.
Someone had secretly implanted it months earlier.
This had never been a random argument.
Someone had been watching Khloe.
May you like
Following her.
Waiting.
