A block of ice gripped Sonya's back as the woman laced gazes with her. The police had dubbed Ronan missing. Red was a prime suspect, so she was allowed to add him into the last seen blurb on her posters, but no one had explicitly seen the blond kidnap him.

"I think it was... I just don't have proof." She carved off a piece of her treat, savouring the sweet frosting and gooey clump of cinnamon bread.

It was getting harder and harder not to inhale the thing.

"Em," the man said, his light tone weighted with seriousness as he tapped his wrist.

The movement was quick, but Sonya saw the strange gesture, the shining watch peeking from his crisp white sleeve flashing red before he hid it. With a sudden wave of interest the man placed his phone face down, folding his fingers into a hammock for his chin as he smiled at Sonya. "Random rocks are boring, but I'm a sucker for conspiracies."

One.

"I don't know much," Sonya replied, catching the baby blue of a car parking just outside. "I put everyth