She had missed a meeting and then not to hear from her.

This isn't right.

It would have been impossible to get up every day knowing that she was gone.

I had to believe you would find her alive.

Text her.

She always got right back.

I've seen her step out the shower to answer her phone.

Then one day, she didn't.

Immediately, my spidey senses were high.

Where was Naila?

I send her an email, all caps.

Are you alive?

There was no sign of her, and such a confusing trail of clues.

Even the calls to 911 were silent.

No voice, no struggles could be heard.

That's going to be kind of eerie.

Yes, it is.

In my heart, I knew she's not coming back.

One of the suspects had an alibi until a camera caught him in a lie.

He lived a life of a lot of smoke and mirrors.

And the strangest clue of all there in an empty parking lot.

Six perfectly stacked cardboard boxes.

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