Chapter 153 The Senses

• Edwin
• “Anything useful?” Charles leaned over my desk, tossing aside another pile of papers from that dusty box Audrey’s mother had given her—mostly just old report cards and doctor’s notes.
• I shook my head frustratedly as I shoved aside more papers of my own. “The only ‘birth certificate’ is this,” I said as I held up a yellowed document. The paper was thin, almost translucent with age. “It’s just a certificate from the day she was discovered at the orphanage. No information about her birth parents or where she came from.”