The envelope arrived on a Tuesday. No return address. No stamp. It appeared in Jack Callahan's office at exactly 8:47 AM, slipped under the door like something that had been there before he arrived.
He opened it at his desk, beside a cold cup of coffee and a gun he hadn't loaded in six months. Inside: a black-and-white photograph of a woman he didn't recognize, a file number typed on a small card (W-1847), and a handwritten note in shaky script: "Find W-1847. Then find me. Tommy." Tommy Briggs. Jack's former sergeant in the 3rd Infantry. Vanished somewhere between Berlin and Tokyo in 1945....
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