His phone buzzed. A new email. No text. Just an attachment: 143_y_marina_next.jpg .
Leo’s coffee went cold.
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He didn’t open it. Instead, he looked out his window toward the lake he could not see from his downtown apartment—and realized, with absolute certainty, that someone was watching him from the fire escape. His phone buzzed