I clicked on the usage log for Julian’s phone number, scrolling down to the hour-by-hour ledger for yesterday afternoon.
There was nothing there.
Between two o’clock and five o’clock on Thursday, there were no outbound calls, no text messages, and zero kilobytes of data used.
For three hours, his phone had been completely silent on the network.
The silence on the screen was absolute, as if he had simply vanished from the face of the county the moment he left his office.
I closed the laptop lid with a soft click and stared at my reflection in the dark glass of the microwave.
