Thursday, 8:00 AM

There was still no news from the men Ria had hired to search for Klein across London.

She sat on the edge of her bed, staring intently at her phone screen as if she could force a call to come through with pure willpower. As if answering her desperate thoughts, the phone suddenly vibrated in her palm.

Without even checking the caller ID, Ria swiped the screen and brought the phone to her ear.

"Hello?! This is Ria!" she said breathlessly.

Silence met her on the other end. No voice answered, and before she could speak again, the line went dead.

Ria lowered her phone, her brow...