CLAIRE

The police arrived at the facility around seven PM. Two officers, one older, one younger who looked like he'd just started the job.

I showed them the security footage, explained what had happened, provided Sarah's information from the staffing agency.

"We'll file a report," the older officer said, writing notes. "But finding her might take time. She could have used a fake name, fake identification."

"You think this is organized?" I asked, my stomach sinking further.

"Could be," the officer replied. "Could also be a disgruntled employee with a grudge. Hard to say without more information."

After they left, I was alone in my office with the weight of...