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The morning broke cold and uneasy. Maria's phone rang just as she stepped out of the shower. It was the nurse from Lindsay's recovery lodge.
"She's gone."
Maria froze. "What do you mean gone?"
"Her bed's empty. Her clothes, her bag-everything's still here. But she's not."
A hollow thud sounded in Maria's chest. "Did anyone see her leave?"
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