Molly drove through the city all day, searching like a woman possessed.She was horrified to discover that every trace of Davis Smith had been scrubbed clean.The tide of fear finally swallowed her whole.Every place that held a memory of them had become cold and unfamiliar.As the sky darkened, one last place came to mind.The Winchester Family estate.If Davis had truly been hiding his identity, then he was the master of that estate.She was standing at the iron gate when I happened to step out of my car."Davis! It really is you!"I stood on the steps inside the gate, looking down at her.She was covered in dust, her hair tangled, her eyes swollen, tears and mascara streaked across her face."You have the wrong person," I said evenly."No, I don't!" She grabbed the gate with both hands, knuckles white. "You are Davis! Your eyes, your voice, that scar above your left eyebrow. How could I possibly be wrong!""Davis Smith has vanished from this world," I said flatly."So you are Rhodes
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