A 20-something year old woman who was orphaned as a young girl now lives a quiet, solitary life working as an office assistant. She has no family that she knows of and keeps to herself because she is what others refer to as "paranoid" and just doesn’t feel comfortable letting others in. Everyone at work thinks she’s kind of odd, but they don’t know the half of it. Although she manages to maintain some semblance of normalcy when she’s out in the world, she keeps her apartment set up like a fortress, complete with bombs designed to burn out everything in her space should she ever need to make a fast getaway.
The young woman has seen a therapist a few times, and she knows that the way she lives isn’t normal, but she just can’t shake the feeling that it’s necessary. (Of course, she’s never told her therapist about the bombs.) One day the young woman gets the idea to research her heritage. She thinks that if she can put some closure on her past, maybe she can move forward with her life. She’s tired of feeling like she’s always hiding out. She purchases a DNA kit online to analyze her DNA and find out where she comes from. But when she gets the e-mail with her analysis, she is shocked to see that ¾ of her data is marked as classified information that cannot be disclosed. She is pissed that she paid for this analysis, and now the company isn’t giving her what she paid for. She also wonders what the heck could be in her background that could be classified. Is there something wrong with her? Her guard is instantly up, even more than it usually is.
At any rate, she could use the money (not because she's destitute or anything, she just likes to hoard money,) so she takes the check to the bank to cash it. After the teller runs the check, she gives the young woman a funny look and asks her to wait there a moment while she gets her manager. The young woman gets nervous. Did they think she was trying to steal the money? She has second thoughts. Maybe she should have called the company and made sure the check wasn’t some sort of mistake. The bank manager comes to her and asks her to step back into a private office. He is very nice to her and offers her a cup of coffee. She asks if she’s in some kind of trouble. He assures her that she’s not and puts her off without really giving her any answers. He leaves her in the office alone, for longer than she thinks she should be kept waiting. She decides that, since she hasn’t been arrested, and no one has given her any money yet, she should be able to leave if she wants to.
She starts to slip out of the door of the office when she notices a couple of men in dark suits and dark glasses coming in the front door of the bank. The bank manager meets them at the door and gestures toward the office as if to tell them where she is. That’s it. She is in some sort of trouble, though she can’t imagine why. Part of her thinks she should stay and find out what’s going on, but then a voice screams in her head and tells her to run. She doesn’t know where this voice came from or who it might be – she’s sure it’s NOT her own voice, or even her own subconscious, though by this time the reader should be thinking that she really is crazy (That’s what I want the reader to think for the first part of the novel, that she’s just nuts) – so she runs down a hall away from the men and slips out a side door.
She’s not sure where she should go. What if they already know where she lives? They could be there waiting for her when she gets home. But she has very little money on her and worries that they might put a freeze on her bank account, so she decides she really does need to get home. She goes as fast as she can and grabs a pre-packed bag that she always has at the ready (including a fat pack of money that she has saved up for “just in case,”) and her cat. She abandons her own car and runs for an old car she has stashed in an abandoned lot a couple of blocks away. The car isn’t registered to her, and she has taken great pains to make sure no one knows she has it. She gets in the car and disappears. (Oh yeah, and she blows up the inside of her apartment or does something like that so there is no trace that she ever existed there. She doesn’t hurt anyone else, just erases any evidence that she was ever there.)
Anyway, she thinks she has disappeared. All this time, she is taking direction from a voice inside her head. The voice leads her to a coffee shop where an older woman is waiting for her. The older woman says something like, “Oh, there you are. You look so much like your sister.” The young woman is surprised because she thought her sister was an imaginary friend, just a figment of her imagination. The older woman explains that they didn’t know she existed and had thought her twin sister was the only one all these years until the DNA test came through.
The older woman explains that the twin sister used to talk about her when she first came to them after the death of their parents, but they also thought the twin sister was just talking about an imaginary friend. The older woman says that she will take the young woman to her sister, but then alarm bells start to go off in the young woman’s head. She realizes that her twin sister led her to this old woman to get an explanation of what was going on, but her sister doesn’t want her to actually go with the old woman. The sister tells her in her head to run and save herself. The twin tells her not to worry about her, but now that she knows she has a sister, she feels compelled to find her and save her from whoever it is that is keeping her hostage.
So, all these years, the young woman has known that she was somehow different from the people around her, but she could never quite put her finger on what the difference was. She somehow figures out that she has some sort of supernatural powers, and that the government wants her so they can study her. The old woman works for the government, but now that she knows there is a twin, she wants to get her hands on the twin and keep her for her own uses. So now the young woman is running from these government thugs, but she is also running from this older woman who for now is continuing to pretend like she works for the government.
What happens next? You decide. As always, please contact me to let me know how your story goes.