The PDF on Marta’s phone flickered. Then it vanished. The file name corrupted, turned to gibberish, deleted itself from the server back in her office.

“I came here looking for Tadeusz. I found out he died in 2001. But I also found out that Marta is not his daughter—she is exactly whose she should be: mine alone. And that is enough. So I left the book closed. Some ghosts should stay in Kraków.”

Then she saved it as: Lonely Planet Pocket Krakow - Travel Guide - Books Pdf File 2l .

She printed the page. The ink smelled strange. Like rain on old stone.

She clicked it.

“For the woman who carries her mother’s grief like a suitcase: start at Planty Park, bench 14, at dusk.”

“It’s a Lonely Planet PDF,” Marta said.