CHAPTER 28
A Fleeting Glance
“WHAT!” Marissa’s shriek tore through the phone line. She bolted upright, her half-finished dinner forgotten on the table of her hotel suite. “What do you mean she is gone? How is that even possible?!”
“It happened in seconds,” the head of security stammered, his voice thick with unease. “We escorted her to the vehicle and saw her inside, but we had no idea the car had been swapped. It was an identical match—same make, same color, even the same fleet logo.”
“How could you fall for something so basic?!” Marissa’s voice rose to a panicked crescendo, her heart drumming a frantic, terrified rhythm against her ribs. The weight of the situation hit her like a physical blow: Rory was missing in a foreign city. “Track her GPS! Find her phone!”
“We tried,” he repli
