Tom was shaking after the call. A mysterious woman had called to tell him that she knew where his missing mother was. He didn’t know if it was a scam or if it was a real lead. All he knew was that the police weren’t doing enough. So that’s how he found himself at a random Starbucks waiting for the mysterious caller. When she walked in, he knew that she had something up her sleeve. The confidence. The secrets behind her eyes. At the end of their meeting, he passed him a piece of paper with a number on there… “I’m part of the Triad here in Vancouver, and we know what happened to your mom. Don’t trust the police. Trust me. I can help. Call us.”