I looked at Anja's face and recognised the same features. The faces of Anja, Lila and Sofia were too similar to be a coincidence. And then I saw the photos of the company Anja had once worked for. Egon Mars Industries. And the last face and her name came to mind. And Anja had already accidentally said that name. The name Tanja is familiar to me. Tanja Mars.

Then I saw something even more disturbing. That cloning facility.
‘Yes, Sven, those are the Wasar daughters, the girls Lila had been talking about on her mobile phone. And please don't ask me how our father managed to restore the girls' bodies and minds 100 per cent.’


I looked at the bathtub filled with soup and thought this story was crazy.

I looked at Anja again. She was staring into space, her eyes wide with worry. I took her hand and pulled her up. We left the room and went out into the hallway, towards the guest bathroom. I held her tight, her body trembling. I felt her tears on my cheek. Under the warm shower, her composure and mental strength returned.

Anja now had an ally. Together we would try to unravel the mysteries surrounding Egon Mars
and Tom Wasar.