Chapter 10 - Dawn Over Briar Glen
The raid on Briar Glen Maternity Pavilion and the Prescott estate happened simultaneously before sunrise.
By morning, national news networks were broadcasting live footage of federal agents hauling boxes of files, computer servers, and corporate ledgers out of the hospital’s executive suites. Dr. Celia Rusk and Nurse Mae Rowland were seen on camera—Rusk in handcuffs, Mae assisting federal investigators as a cooperating key witness.
Doreen and Nathan Prescott were arrested under a sweeping federal indictment charging them with racketeering, wire fraud, conspiracy, and the systematic falsification of medical adoption records.
I sat in the quiet, sunlit living room of a secure safe house overlooking the mountains, watching the morning news broadcast while holding my son close against my chest.
The door opened softly, and Simone walked in holding two steaming mugs of coffee. She handed one to me, her eyes reflecting the bright, warm light of a new day.
“The U.S. Attorney’s office just called,” Simone said with a small, genuine smile. “They found the secure registry holding the files of the children adopted out over the last decade. My daughter’s case file has been reopened. I’m going to get her back, Leah.”
I looked at Simone, then down at my son, who was sleeping peacefully without a single shadow hanging over his future. The nightmare was over. The walls they had built to trap us had crumbled into dust, crushed beneath the weight of truth and unyielding maternal resolve.
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“We’re going to get them all back,” I whispered, resting my chin softly against my son’s dark hair.
And for the first time in weeks, the world outside felt entirely safe.
