Rain hammered against the windshield. Adrian tightened his grip on the steering wheel as the highway stretched into darkness. Then every digital billboard lit up at once. A black-and-white photograph of Nadia filled the screens. HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MISSING CHILD? Below it was a date. June 29. Tomorrow. Vivian stared in disbelief. “How can someone be missing… tomorrow?” Sarah’s face hardened. “The Directorate doesn’t predict the future.” “They create it.” ⸻ Within minutes, Nadia’s phone exploded with notifications. News alerts. Social media posts. Government bulletins. Everywhere, the same story was spreading: “Twelve-year-old Nadia Hart disappeared while being transported to a government protection facility.” The story included photographs that had never been taken. Sch

