She answered on the fifth ring, her voice rough with sleep.
“Rowan? Someone had better be dead.”
“No,” I said. “But someone is missing.”
By the time I finished explaining, the silence on her end had become absolute.
“Do not use company email,” Priya said. “Do not involve your internal legal team. Do not confront anyone. Send me copies from a device you trust and then turn it off.”
“I need to find my daughter.”
“We will,” she said, not as comfort, but as a commitment. “And Rowan?”
“Yes?”
