“I need to speak with Maya immediately,” Sarah told the principal urgently.
The principal hesitated, glancing down at her desk.
“Maya doesn’t attend this school anymore,” she explained carefully.
“She transferred yesterday. That footage shows her last day here.”
Sarah’s stomach dropped with a sickening feeling.
She drove straight to Maya’s house, her mind racing with questions and growing concern.
A tall man with a hard, closed expression answered the door.
“Can I please speak to Maya?” Sarah asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
“She was with my son yesterday, and he’s missing. I just need to ask her a few questions.”
The man stared at Sarah for a long, uncomfortable moment.
Then something in his face seemed to shut down completely, his expression becoming unreadable.
“Maya isn’t here right now,” he said flatly.
“She’s staying with her grandparents for a while.”
He began closing the door before Sarah could respond.
“I’ll ask her if she knows anything about your son,” he added without emotion.
The door shut firmly in Sarah’s face.
