Nana D studied my partial scowl. “Girlfriend problems?”
“Girlfriend problems. Just leave it at that.” I dropped my grandmother at Danby Landing and drove home. I verified Eleanor and Manny had things under control at Hampton's place. They still hadn't heard from Natasha. I studied the charts I'd made to summarize all the evidence and suspects, but nothing new stood out. It was bedtime. Things would look a lot better after some shuteye.
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After church the next morning, I chatted with Emma and Ulan. They were sad to fly home soon but missed me tons. My mother confirmed there'd been no sign of Francesca. She'd also received a text message from her brother. Uncle Zach would arrive at the Orlando airport a few hours before my parents' scheduled flight to return to Pennsylvania the follow
