The location was updating.

I held my breath as the map zoomed in on a specific neighborhood in North Miami.

“He is there,” I whispered.

“Where?” Marisol asked.

I enlarged the map, looking at the street names.

The green dot hovered over a small, dead-end street near the canal.

“It is an industrial area,” I said. “There are mostly warehouses and boat repair shops.”

“Why would he be there?” Marisol asked.

“Stephanie’s boyfriend used to rent a storage unit in that area,” I recalled.

“A storage unit?” Marisol asked.

“Yes,” I said. “A large one. Big enough to park a car inside.”

I watched the green dot pulse slowly on the screen.

Suddenly, a new notification popped up at the bottom of the map.

It was an alert from the smart hub’s backup camera, which I had forgotten was still linked to the same profile.

The camera had just detected motion.

I tapped the notification, and a grainy, real-time video feed began to load.

The image on my phone screen sputtered, resolved into focus, and then cleared.

It was a wide-angle view of the interior of a dimly lit storage unit.