“Did she leave any note, text message, or anything that might indicate where she was going?” one officer asked gently. Adam shook his head helplessly. He’d searched every drawer and corner of the apartment twice over. There was nothing at all—no explanation, no hint, no goodbye. It was as if she’d simply walked off the face of the earth.
When they asked if the two of them had fought recently, Adam froze up mid-sentence. He realized with cold, sharp clarity that Clara had been growing tired of him and his silly, thoughtless pranks for a long time now. He admitted he’d hidden her passport as a joke, fully expecting her to call him upset and annoyed afterward.
