She turned the paper over. Nothing.
The Five Names
The next morning, a knock. A woman stood there — mid-twenties, dark hair, tired eyes. Sara Calixto Kathrin 3 Kate Carvajal Anny Smith...
“Kate Carvajal. I’m not missing anymore. But you will be, unless you come with me now.” She turned the paper over
Kate nodded. “We start with you. End with Anny. And in the middle, always, Kathrin 3. She’s the anchor.” Kathrin 3. She’s the anchor.”