DUNCAN
The meeting proved to be more effective than any I've attended regarding Martin. I now have a map of where he's been in his last two days and the people he met. One is deceased, and the remaining two have fled the continent. But with their names and faces now recognized, finding them seems very feasible.
Returning to our suite around 1 am, I found the lights off, with only the city's glow permeating the space. Assuming Grace was asleep, I still refrained from checking every room for June, not wanting to accidentally encounter Grace.
June has become masterful at using her phone. I decide to text her.
Me: Are you awake? I'm back in the suite; come over. I'm in the master bedroom.
Entering my bedroom, I toss the phone on the couch, letting the curtains slide open by themselves. Be
