Julia’s POV
"Mrs. Watson." came the voice on the other end, gravelly and hesitant. "It's Detective Grayson."
"Detective," I replied, trying to keep the impatience out of my voice. "What do you have for me?"
There was a brief pause before he spoke again. "It's about the Lesleys. I've been following every lead, every whisper, but they seem to have vanished. It's like they've disappeared into thin air."
I stopped pacing and stared out the window of the agency, my reflection a stark contrast to the bustling city below. "Vanished into thin air? Really? Because the last time I checked, people don't just disappear. Especially not people like the Lesleys."
"Mrs. Watson, you have to understand—" he started, but I cut him off.
"Understand? What I understand, Detective, is that I'm paying you a
