“You recognize anyone?” Drake asked.
“No. I’ve never seen these children before.” I said slowly shaking my head.
Casey looked over from the opposite side of the room.
“That’s impossible.” Casey said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because every recovered file listed confirmed survivors.” Casey said and I held up another photo.
“These children aren’t in those files.” I said.
Silence settled across the room and Wayne walked over and carefully examined the photos.
“I don’t recognize them either.” Wayne said.
“They disappeared.” I said.
Nobody answered because nobody disagreed and because the possibility frightened every one of us and Harold quietly adjusted his glasses.
“I always wondered why these boxes never matched the inventory.” Harold said.
“What do you mean?” Casey asked and
