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“So many times I wanted to go to her, but I couldn’t bring myself to.”
“How did you find her?” I asked.
“The suitcase had a tracker, so I was always nearby,” she said.
I was pleased about that, felt some degree of comfort that Amethyst hadn’t been completely alone. But that didn’t answer all of my questions.
“I left the suitcase at that hotel,” I said.
She sighed. “Yeah, you did.”
“So how then?” I asked.
“I was actually surprised that she kept the suitcase for as long as she did. I was worried she’d ditch it and then I wouldn’t be able to find her. So one day when she was at her warehouse job, which was the only time she took it off, I put a tracker in her locket,” she said.
“Smart,” I whispered, though I was annoyed at myself for not checking it. It was that kind of oversight that put them in danger and one I swore I would never make again.
“And when you got here, how did you evade our security and go unnoticed?” Elias asked.
I understood his question and the issues that lay underneath. The entire Petrosyan family had failed, and Elias would demand accounting for that.
“It wasn’t easy. Not by a long shot. But I was determined. I kept my distance, kept out of sight. Once I got a sense of places she liked, I went there. Never went to the house or the hotel, though. Didn’t want to risk it,” she said.
“Fair enough, but that’s something we’ll save for later discussion,” Elias said.
She nodded.
“Have you had eyes on Raphael?” I asked.
“I made it my business to follow him when I found out he was here,” she said.
“And how did you find out he was here?” Elias asked.
“Carol. She’s been my friend since we were five years old. She’s the only person who knows I’m alive. Well, until you,” she said.
“And what did Carol tell you?”
“She only kept me up with his movements, told me when he was traveling out of the country, where he was going.”
“Who he was meeting?” I asked, refusing to be hopeful.
“No. But I don’t think she knew that. Still, when I saw that he was traveling, I followed him.”
“How?” Elias asked.
“It wasn’t easy. False documents are nearly impossible to get now, but I found a way,” she said.
“So what has he been up to?”
“He’s been meeting with others like you. Armenians and Irish, I think.”
“Do you know who?” I asked.
“No. I don’t know names, but I have pictures,” she said.
For the first time, I allowed myself to feel something like excitement.
“Give me your phone,” I said.
It wasn’t necessary to ask because she was already pulling it out.
I scrolled through the images, looking for faces I recognized.
“Do you know any of them?” I asked Elias.
He quickly scrolled through the pictures, then put the phone down.
“No, but I know who will,” he said.
