My heart sank. I bit my lip. "Did you perhaps mistake somebody else for him?"

Zara Ozly sighed. "I took a picture. I'll be emailing it to you shortly. After you've seen it, you'll have no doubt if it was him or not."

I hung up the phone and Zara Ozly emailed the picture quickly.

My trembling hands opened it.

I had seen Lyon in the picture, and my knuckles went white holding onto the phone. I could no longer delude myself.

The unease that I had felt after he'd left the other night had turned into an austere reality. My heart was being suffocated, and my own breathing was...