Stitches

"She's the only survivor of the bombing." the doctor speaks in a hushed tone.

"Who is she?" I ask.

"The police ran her licence through the system, but it's a fake. We don't know a thing about her, other than the fact that she is the only person that was in that building that isn't dead. She is in a comma but it looks like she will make a full recovery."

"Can I see everything she had on at the time of the attack?"

"Of course." the doctor gives me a big plastic evidence bag with clothes, a camera bag, and other belongings. I pull out a wallet. There are no cards, just cash and a picture...a picture of me.

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Zemzhi Shor abandons her family, her life, and her identity after being disowned by her parents at age sixteen. The streets of New York City don't exactly give her a warm welcome, but she calls them home. She has a passion for photography and gets a job at Fenric Photos taking photos of people for background checks, profiles, mug shots, and everything in between. She made a new life out of the ashes of her old one. It all changes when the skyscraper of Fenric Photos is bombed. Ashes. Smoke. Dust. And a comatose Zemzhi. Will she survive to rise above the ashes once again?

Quezaje Reoth became a detective after a life of abuse. She wanted to make sure that she and everyone else never had to feel that helpless again. She lives in complete solitude, fearing connections to anyone. But there is one exception: her sister. Who will fill that void when her sister is killed in the bombing? Quezaje is charged with the case of the comatose girl with a fake name and no identity. The only survivor. How did she live when so many others died? When her sister died?

Brought together by devastation, Zemzhi and Quezaje must dust themselves off and stitch up their wounds in order to sew their lives back together.

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