Nathan’s POV

I reached the front desk, and Henrique had a worried look on his face.

“It’s ok, Henrique,” I advised. “Obviously, they are watching the place.”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Henrique replied. “I’m going to get a security guard to stand in the lobby. That way, no one can leave anything when the concierge is gone.”

“That’s a good idea, Henrique,” I agreed.

“Dr. Michaels, I’m Officer Anton,” he said, reaching out to shake my hand. “Do you want to see what the box contained?”

“Yes, I do,” I said.

I walked to the counter and glanced in the box. It was a picture of Amelie and Zander...