Vance, personally telephoned the airline to cancel Nora’s return ticket, twelve hours before the three of you fled.

So let us dispense with the fiction that anyone here was abandoned.

The footage is quite clear about who did the abandoning.”

Chapter 17 — I’m Right Here

Julian’s hands had begun to tremble.

“Where,” he stammered, his voice cracking into something high and thin and pathetic, “where is Nora?”

“I’m right here, Julian.”

I stepped out from behind the line of officers, where I had been waiting, and let him see me: rested, showered, in a crisp navy blazer, my hands tucked comfortably into my pockets, having flown home in first class and slept in my own hotel bed near the airport the night before.