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TEXT MESSAGES

Monday 8:47 pm

Jules: hey, u home?

Ben: Yeah, just got in. What's up?

Jules: can i talk to u for a sec?

Ben: yeah. Can you call?

Jules: No, not ready for that yet.

Ben: Oh, ok.

Ben: So?

Jules: u said something about telling me after the funeral. you didn't do that yet.

Ben: ik. I froze

Jules: Then tell me right now. what did you find? in his apartment.

Ben: you sure you wanna know?

Jules: Yes. I deserve to know.

Voicemail

Tuesday, 12:11 am

"Hey Jules. It’s me. I didn’t want to write this, but maybe it will make everything easier. I found a box. In the back of the closet. Dad kept everything. There was things like letters, photos, even that voicemail from you he said he deleted. But there was more… Jules, there were letters from someone named Evelyn. They were dating almost right after Mom died. He wasn’t alone like we thought. And one of them… one said she was your real mom. I don’t know what that means yet, but I’m digging. I’ll call you tomorrow. I just… I’m sorry."

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Wednesday 9:04 am

Jules: Ben. Call me. Now.

Jules: Why aren't you answering?

Jules: Please. This is not funny.

Jules: I'm at your house. Where are you?

EMAIL

From: Evelyn.Miller@outlook.com

To: Jules.Ryan@gmail.com

Subject: Hi

If you're reading this, Ben must have found the letters. I had always hoped I’d get to tell you in person, but your father feared it would only confuse you. You were his whole world.

I am your mother. I gave you to your father because I wasn’t really in a place to raise you. Not yet. He raised you well, I see that. But I’ve watched from a distance, all these years.

I know you're angry. I would be too. But I need to explain everything. Please — come to 134 West Rowan Street. Tomorrow at 3. I’ll be there.

—E

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Thursday 2:43 pm

Ben: jules. please dont go. Evelyn is not who you think she is. She must have told you to go somewhere by 3 or 3:30. Don't. Don't go. Please.

Thursday 3:06 pm

Jules: too late. i'm already here.

Jules: I'm at the old bookstore. Nobody is here right now though.

Ben: LEAVE NOW.

Jules: What? Why? What's going on?

VOICEMAIL (Missed Call from 'Ben- Big bro' at 3:06)

Jules. Listen to me. Evelyn is not who she said she was. I did some digging and she died 13 years ago. I do not know who she is or what she wants from you but do not even interact with her. Please. You need to get out of there right now.

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Thursday 3:17 pm

Jules: She said she's Claire. not Evelyn. Whats going on?

Jules: Ben.

Jules: Ben?

Ben: WHAT? Claire Ryan? Our AUNT? She's been missing for years.

Jules: Oh. She said she was in hiding or something.

Ben: Oh

Jules: She said dad helped her.

EMAIL (Automatic send, previously scheduled)

From: Claire.Ryan@hotmail.com

To: Jules.Ryan@gmail.com

Jules,

If you are reading this, then I’ve failed to keep things buried. Your father wasn’t just your dad. He was a courier — for things people weren’t supposed to know. Documents. Secrets. He kept some for leverage. Evelyn was one of them.

The truth is: you were adopted, yes. But your biological mother was never told you survived. She thought you died. Evelyn worked for the people who made sure of that.

Please leave this alone. There are others who don’t want you knowing any of this.

But if you must keep digging — don’t trust the man who says he’s Ben.

Best,

Claire

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Thursday 3:43 pm

Jules: Ben. What does she mean. Don't trust you?

Jules: Ben.

Jules: Ben. Please what is this?

VOICEMAIL (unknown number)

Thursday 3:37 pm

Jules. You've gone way too far. Walk. Walk away. Or we will make sure you never leave a bookstore again.

DRAFT TEXT (never sent)

Jules: I don't know who to believe anymore.

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Thursday 4:52 pm

Jules: I'm still in the shop.

Jules: Claire just left. Just vanished.

Ben: Stay right there. Don't move. Im on my way.

EMAIL

From: Jules.Ryan@gmail.com

To: Jules.Ryan@gmail.com

If I go missing…

I’m leaving this here. The folder I found has Dad’s handwriting — but some pages are missing. Claire took something before she left. One of the papers said “Project Aegis.” I don’t know what it means.

Ben is coming. I don’t know if I can trust him. I want to — I have to — but I don’t know who’s real anymore.

- J

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Thursday 4:43 pm

Ben: I'm outside

Jules: Prove its you.

Ben: Daisy Chain. Code we used in 3rd grade for Dad's safe.

Jules: ok. come

VOICEMAIL

Thursday 4:48 pm

From: Claire (unknown number)

If you’re hearing this, Jules, I couldn’t get to you in time. The people after your father never stopped searching. Project Aegis was a government asset protection scheme gone wrong. Your father turned against them. You and Ben were leverage. But if your Ben doesn’t have the scar on his left shoulder… he isn’t your brother.

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Thursday: 4:56 pm

Jules: Ben, wheres you scar?

Ben: What

Jules: Your scar on your left shoulder.

Ben: Huh? I don't know what you're talking about

Jules: that's what i thought

Ben: ??

EMAIL (ENCRYPTED)

From: Claire.Ryan@gmail.com

To: Jules.Ryan@gmail.com

Subject: Run

Jules. He is not your real brother. His real name is Erik Lanse. Former agent of the Aegis Project. He's been watching you for months. Your brother.

There's a train at 6:35 pm today. Get on it. Seat 12A. Don't tell anyone. Don't call anyone. Don't text anyone back. I'll be there at the next stop. See you there.

Claire

DRAFT TEXT (never sent) Thursday 6:07 pm

Jules: I always trusted you. Or at least I thought I could.

Voicemail (6:13 pm)

Unknown male voice

You think this ends on a train? We let your father run. once. We will not let that happen again.

PHONE CALL

Thursday 6:17 pm

Female: Hello, Michigan train station.

Unknown male voice: Where did the train go. The one that left 2 minutes ago.

Female: The train went to Illinois, sir. Would you lik-

VOICE CALL ENDS - 6:18 pm.