I shut the safe door and spun the dial until the tumblers locked tight.

When I carried the transit case back up to the master bedroom, the room felt bigger than it had that morning.

The closet doors stood open, showing bare racks where Julian’s suit jackets had hung next to Harper’s boutique dresses.

Captain Keller stood near the head of the stairs, hands clasped behind his back in his stiff stance.

“The transport vehicles are loaded, Major Vance,” Keller said.

“The audit files are locked down in the lead vehicle.”