The name on the recorder stayed on the screen long after the recording ended.ELENA REED.I kept staring at it, almost expecting the letters to rearrange themselves into something that made more sense.They didn't.My mother had left us a recording that mentioned Jonathan Reed's death, Victor, and someone he had been protecting. Then, as if that wasn't enough, the recorder had revealed that another message was scheduled for the following morning.From Elena.The same woman who had disappeared twenty years ago.The same woman who had apparently been with Amelia three months ago.And the same woman who was now somewhere in Naples.Ethan was the first to move.“Everyone back into the vehicle.”His voice was calm, but I knew him well enough now to recognize the tension beneath it.I picked up the photograph of Elena and Amelia.“Wait.”He looked at me.I turned it over again.SHE TRUSTS HER.Those four words had been written beneath the photograph.“Why would Elena leave this for us?”Gab
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