Chapter 25 - The Search for Clara**
Tears filled Julian’s eyes as he closed the leather journal against his chest.
He ran out of the bank vault, taking the stairs two at a time into the bright Manhattan sunshine.
He pulled out his phone, calling Detective Marcus Reed immediately.
“Marcus, I need you to run a tracking query on Clara’s pension distribution address,” Julian demanded, his voice filled with urgent desperation.
“Julian, federal retirement records are classified—” Reed started to explain.
“I don't care about federal rules, Marcus!” Julian shouted into the receiver. “Find her address right now!”
There was a five-second pause on the line before Reed let out a long sigh.
“She bought a small cottage near Cape Cod, Massachusetts two weeks ago,” Reed revealed softly. “342 Harbor Lane.”
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Julian didn't hesitate for a single second; he jumped into his car and pointed the GPS directly toward the coastal highway heading north.
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