David stepped across the threshold and wrapped his arms around Clara, pulling her tight against his chest. She sobbed uncontrollably into his shoulder, her hands clutching his dark suit jacket as if she was afraid he would disappear if she let go.
David: I thought I lost you forever. I buried a empty casket three years ago...
Clara: He forced my car off the bridge on that stormy night, David. He dragged me out of the water before the rescue team arrived. He told me if I ever tried to contact you, he would kill you.
David: He made you live in this dark place for three years?
Clara: He kept me hidden here. Then... then Lily was born nine months after he took me. She kept me alive, David. Taking care of her was the only reason I didn't give up.
David: Lily is my daughter?
Clara: Yes! She's yours, David. I was pregnant when he took me, but I didn't even know it yet. She has your eyes... she has your spirit.
David felt tears streaming down his own face as the weight of her words hit him. The tiny girl selling flowers in the snow was his own flesh and blood—the child he never knew existed.
David: Come on. Let's get you and Lily out of this awful place right now.
David helped Clara walk up the steep concrete basement steps into the bright daylight of the alley. Outside, four police cruisers were parked with their red and blue lights flashing against the snow. Detective Miller stood by the open back door of a patrol car, where officers were placing heavy steel handcuffs onto Richard Vance.
Detective Miller: David! My God, we couldn't believe it when you called... Clara? Is that really Clara?
Clara: Yes, Detective. It's me.
Detective Miller: Get them into the ambulance right away! Warm blankets and medical staff are waiting!
Lily was sitting on the back bumper of an ambulance nearby, wrapped in a giant yellow thermal blanket, sipping hot cocoa offered by a female paramedic. When she saw Clara step out of the alleyway, she dropped her cup and ran across the snow.
Lily: Mummy! Mummy!
Clara: Oh, my sweet baby girl!
Clara dropped to her knees in the slush, pulling Lily into a fierce, protective embrace. David walked over and kneeled down beside them both, wrapping his arms around his wife and daughter as the flashing police lights bounced off the fresh falling snow.
David: You're safe now. Both of you. No one is ever going to hurt you again.
Richard: You haven't won, David! My lawyers will drag this out! You'll never get justice!
David: You're going away for kidnapping, extortion, and false imprisonment for the rest of your life, Richard. You'll never see the light of day again.
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