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voice.
    "Sorry if I woke you up," I said and threw away the chocolate paper. I didn't want him to know that I was eating in the middle of the night. Not that he would have anything against it. I didn't think he would. No, I was just embarrassed. I hated that I couldn't stop eating whenever I felt agitated and worried.
    "You're not helping Maya by staying up worrying all night," he said. "If we're to find her, then you need to be rested. Don't let all those stupid thoughts run off with you. They'll drive you insane if you let them."
    I crawled into bed and cuddled up next to him. He put his arms around me. It felt good. I needed that.
    "We'll find her. Don't worry, Emma," he said and kissed my forehead. "Now let's get some sleep."
    I closed my eyes and finally dozed off. Once I had given in to the power of sleep and finally found my rest on some ship that could fly, my phone started to ring and woke me up.
    "Maya!" I screamed and sprang out of bed. I answered the phone without looking at the display. "Maya?"
    The voice on the other end was male. "No. I'm sorry to disturb you at this late hour, Mrs. Frost."
    "Officer Hansen?" My heart stopped. I was strained by fear. Why was he calling like this in the middle of the night? Had something happened? Had they found Maya? Oh no, had something bad happened to her?
    Please tell me she is alright.
    "What's going on, Officer?" I asked with a shivering voice. My eyes met Morten's. He was worried as well. As a police officer, he knew they only called when really bad things happened.
    "We found the car," Officer Hansen said. "I thought you should know."
    "The car? Where?"
    "In the fjord. It's being pulled up as we speak. Divers have been down there and they saw the license plate. I just received word. I thought you should know."
    I gasped. I focused on keeping my breathing steady. "…and…and Maya?"
    "She wasn't in it. The car was empty."
     

9
    April 2014
    I WAS HARDLY BREATHING when I hung up with Officer Hansen.
    "They found the car?" Morten asked.
    "They're pulling it out of the fjord as we speak," I said.
    Morten got up from the bed. He threw my jeans at me and put his shirt on. "Let's go."
    "Go where?"
    "To wherever the car is being pulled out. If we're going to find Maya, then we need all the clues. They might pull something out of the car that can point us in her direction."
    I wasn't going to argue against that. I wasn't going to sleep anyway and I really wanted to go and see the car. I got dressed and we drove towards the harbor while Morten made some phone calls to find out where it was exactly they had found the car. Sometimes, it really paid off to be the girlfriend of a police officer. I felt very blessed to have him as I listened to him find out internal things I would never be able to on my own. I couldn't believe he had taken a week off from work to help me search for Maya. He had done so without even blinking. "It’s the least I can do," was his response when I thanked him.
    I didn't think it was.
    "My colleagues told me they think the car was driven into the water from the bridge to Enoe. They’re pulling it out of the water from the harbor in Karrebaeksminde on the landside of the bridge. I should be able to get us in behind the police barricade."
    "You're the best," I said.
    Morten drove us through the small town of Karrebaeksminde, then parked the car at the harbor. It was very easy to find the scene. They had lit the entire area up with lamps, and huge cranes were working on pulling Michael's car out. Just as we arrived, I spotted it hanging in the air and the crane was now turning to get it back on land. We walked to the police tape and Morten talked to the officer there, showing him his badge and telling him I was a person of interest who needed to be there.
    It wasn't far from the truth.
    Morten walked in front of me towards the car that was now being carefully placed on the asphalt with a loud clunk. My heart was in my throat as I looked at the wrecked car