Tracing Shadows

At the Pavilion, the morning was still quiet. Leona sat at her desk, her face weary. She hadn’t slept all night, her mind circling around Sloane’s confession in the bathroom the day before. What troubled her most was Sloane’s words about someone who had contacted her.

Leona stared at her phone screen, opening the call log she had once retrieved from Sloane during a previous investigation. There w