personally to a bus station outside Boston. By the time Claire left Massachusetts, she believed every resource I had would eventually be turned against her.
For three weeks, she stayed in Portland, Maine, paying cash for a cheap motel room while trying to decide what came next. Then a man appeared at the front desk with her photograph and began asking whether anyone matching her description had checked in. Claire saw him through the lobby window, escaped through a back door, and spent the following months moving whenever she believed