Day three, Jack returned to Meira's stall alone and asked more specific questions. About her nephew, the one she'd mentioned. About the job opportunity he'd been offered. About who had recruited him, and what kind of mark or sign he'd left behind.
Meira's voice grew quieter as she spoke. Her nephew had disappeared three months ago. He was healthy, strong, and had good potential.
One day, he was approached by someone offering excellent pay for temporary work. The next day, he was gone.
Jack asked more questions. How many others? Did she know any other families with missing relatives? Were there patterns?
By the end of the day, Jack had names of a dozen disappearances. All from the working-class districts. All targeting individuals with strong physiology. All vanishing without a trace.
