I stared again at the amount, printed with the confidence of numbers that had never once kept me awake during an overnight shift.

“We need to speak with the attorney.

There must be conditions.”

“We will,” Paige answered.

“But first I think we need to find the blue door.”

I closed the box and felt its unexpected weight against my palms.

Chloe had been gone only a few hours, and already she was asking me to go somewhere I didn’t understand.

PART 4