NOAH'S POV My phone buzzed at noon. I was in the middle of a call with the Milan team when Matteo set a note face-down on my desk. That only ever meant one thing: it was very urgent, and very important. I wrapped up the call in under two minutes and flipped the paper over.Subject: Sighting confirmed. JFK arrivals. 11:47 AM. There was a photograph attached. I stared at it for a long time.43 months.Four years of dead ends, redirected trails, and an investigation team that cost me more than most people earned in a lifetime.And there she was, walking through JFK airport like she had never been gone. As if she hadn't completely vanished the morning after I left to get her breakfast. Twenty minutes. That was all I was gone. I had only left for twenty minutes to run down to that little bakery near the university. She always loved their pastries, and I wanted to bring her something to comfort her after the intense, breathless night we had just shared. That morning, I had e
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