My brother vanished on the night of his prom—23 years later, I spotted someone who looked exactly like him 3,000 miles from home.

and not contact anyone, not even his own family, because contact could be traced. He said it wasn’t supposed to last this long.”

“Was he in trouble?” I asked. “Did he do something?”

“I don’t think so,” Jacob said slowly. “I think he saw someone else do something. I think whoever it was, they were dangerous enough that the people protecting my dad were continue reading …