“Ma’am, Those Twins Aren’t Leaving,” The Homeless Woman Outside the Orphanage Said—And Everything Changed

She typed an old shared drive address from memory. For a moment, nothing happened. Then a list of folders appeared. Jessa clicked through, faster now, following paths her body remembered. There it was: “Placement Continuity – Risk and Funding Guidance.” She looked at Nina. “If this file is what I think it is, you will not need my word anymore.”

They opened the file, and the pages slowly appeared on the library computer. The title said, “Placement Continuity—Risk and Funding Guidance.” Nina said, “They’re not letting the number of kids in the building drop—grouping old cases together so the reports always look the same.” Jessa whispered, “This is it. They put the whole plan in writing.”