One night, as Amelia perched in the muted study, her gaze stumbled across an aged yearbook from their college days. She trawled through the pages, lingering at a snap of James with an assemblage of friends. There, in the backdrop, was an unknown figure—an outsider at the brink of their remembrance.
She swiveled to Sarah, who had accompanied her in the study. "Sarah, gaze at this. Who's the chap in the background? I have no idea who he is."
Sarah narrowed her eyes at the picture, her forehead corrugating. "I don't recognize him either. Perhaps he's someone from James's history that he forgot to tell us about."
Amelia was intrigued. She recognized that this person could be an impetus to uncovering the enigmas James had been trying to conceal. It was a potentiality worth exploring, and with Sarah's back up, she set off on her mission to locate the anonymous individual from the pair's college days.