Massera, who had settled on the sofa, felt the presence of someone and opened his eyes. The moment he saw Cynthia looking down at him, he...

Massera had noticed some men acting suspiciously outside the ferris wheel. As the fog lifted, the round, distinct handwriting on the...

“What the hell are you doing?!” One man shouted at another while holding up a sheet of paper. It was the itinerary that Cynthia had...