I stepped onto the train, grabbing a bar to stay upright. I looked at the small photo of Maria I held. How would I find her...? I sighed. She could be anywhere by now. She left late one night. And she never returned. I looked up, watching 'Park' flash on the display. I stretched, stepping out of the train once it stopped. "Time to search..." I muttered to myself as I walked upstairs.

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I breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped off the train. If she had spotted me, that would have been the end. I had to make it. She had no idea what was going to happen. And she had no idea who she was working for. I couldn't say anything to her. Not without evidence. I did miss her though. After all, She was my best friend.

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