MAXWELL’S POV
The trail ended abruptly at a trash can in Terminal B.
Standing there with Leo for a long time watching the airport security footage over the shoulder of a very nervous TSA supervisor provided the final clue. Being grainy and black and white, the video clearly showed Andrea walking toward the gate while wearing her black dress and dragging that broken gray suitcase behind her.
Watching her stop at the trash can to pull her phone apart and drop the SIM card directly into the bin confirmed the dead end.
Walking onto the jet bridge was her final captured movement.
"Where did the plane go?" I asked the supervisor. My voice was hoarse.
"That flight went to Portland, Maine," the supervisor said, checking his clipboard. "But sir, once they land, we lose them. There are no came
