Could he be dead? Could someone as larger than life as Karim be truly gone? Could someone she had known for two months, someone she had laughed with, someone she had shared the deepest intimacies with, be gone in the blink of an eye? Nakayla Archibald pressed her hand to her stomach as dread weighed it down. It had been the same for the past two days. The more she saw of the colorful capital city of Tahiti and the destruction the recent riots had wreaked, the more she saw Karim everywhere. But now, staring at the centuries-old trade center building, every nerve in her vibrated. The answer she had been seeking for six weeks was here, she could feel it in her bones. All she had was his name and description but she was desperate to find out what had happened to him. Desperate to find out about the man who had somehow come to mean more than just a lover. More than a friend, even.