The segment replayed, and again the camera lingered on the swirling silver and deep blue. She found herself leaning in, her breath shallow. It wasn’t just a jewelry piece—it was a puzzle piece she hadn’t realized was missing. And now, it had dropped in her lap without warning.
“The owner has requested privacy,” the anchor said, “and we have honored that wish. What we do know is that the necklace has never before been seen in public—until now.” Mara’s fingers curled against the couch cushion, knuckles whitening as the image flashed once more.