Olivia’s POV

“Are you absolutely sure no family member or close acquaintance picked up your daughter from daycare today, ma’am?” the police officer asked, his voice steady but probing.

I stood in the starkly lit police station, my hands trembling as the darkness of night settled outside. I’d been searching for Mia for hours, my desperation mounting with every fruitless lead.

“No, officer,” I replied, my voice quivering. “I don’t have many close contacts here in Staten ...