Emily’s phone buzzed in her pocket, a reminder of how easy it would be to confront him now. But she resisted, holding onto her resolve to let this play out. As Daniel and Sofia moved toward the customs area, Emily followed from a distance, her hands clenched tightly around her phone.

As they approached the customs desk, Emily noticed a shift in the atmosphere. There seemed to be a heightened alertness among the officers. She watched as Daniel handed over his passport, his confidence still intact. But then, just as he and Sofia were about to proceed, an officer gestured for them to step aside.

“Mr. Parker, please come with us,” the officer said in a tone that brooked no argument. Daniel’s face blanched. Sofia looked confused, her smile faltering.