“It’s Camila,” Raelynn said coldly, picking up the coffee cup from the table and stirring it gently. “The man in the photo—do you recognize him? He looks familiar to me, but I just can’t place him… It’s a bit of a shame; the photo’s from over a year ago, and so is the address. She’s not in Seattle anymore.”

After taking a sip of coffee, she added, “And there’s another group looking for her too.”

Sophia flipped through all the photos, and ...