{Ronan's POV}

“Call it curiosity or delusion, but the markings on her arms seemed familiar.”

That's why I had to dig deeper.

Sure, she was an outskirt kid I could have walked away from without too many questions. Not from neglect, but because her life didn't tie into my hunt. A New Haven child though? That had threads leading somewhere. And right now, threads were what I needed.

‘It can't be a coincidence that I found her, right?’ I thought to myself.

If she had family here, I could make introductions. Offer a safe return. And in the process… slip in questions about Charles’ last days without anyone clamming up....