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apologize but I’m not permitted to disclose that information. She’s probably been sent there via a new employer and this is just some sort of mix-up.
AMY : I’m scared something’s happened to her. [Chokes back a sob] I can’t believe she didn’t tell me she left your company.
BETHANY: I wish I could do more for you. But don’t worry, Sylvie is extremely competent. She doesn’t need anyone’s pity.
AMY: Why would I pity her? Was she fired?
BETHANY: Well, we don’t let anyone go here. People sometimes are encouraged to explore new horizons—that’s all. Of course, it’s not up to me to say what’s fair or unfair. When you reach your sister, I’m sure she’ll tell you all about it.
Tuesday, May 3
Amy Lee
Everyone, sorry to bother you but has anyone heard from my sister Sylvie in the past week or so? Do you know anything about a possible new job of hers by any chance? It’s really important. Thanks.
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Don McConnell
Nope, but isn’t she abroad? She’s probably just caught up with her work.
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Katie Che
Sorry, haven’t heard from her. But she doesn’t tend to write much. Probably just a time difference thing. Don’t know anything about a new job. Hey, when are we getting together for a drink? Been too long. Noah says hi, by the way.
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Etienne Sarski
She went to Denmark or Finland or something, right? Always get confused with those foreign places. I’m up for a drink, can I come?
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Amy Lee
She went to the Netherlands. Has anyone heard anything? Min Ho Chung ? Fred Gap ? Judith van Es ? Michelle Silva ? Please tag anyone else you think might have heard from her. We’re getting pretty worried.
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Amy Lee
Hello? Has anyone heard anything from her?
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Amy Lee
Hello?
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    Telephone Call
    Wednesday, May 4
SYLVIE (RECORDING): Hi, this is the voicemail of Sylvie Lee. Please leave a message after the beep and I will get back to you as soon as possible.
AMY: Please pick up. We’re scared. It’s been so long. It’s totally not like you to disappear like this. I’ve checked with Lukas again via email and there’s still no sign of you. If you can hear me but for some reason can’t answer, it’s going to be okay. We love you and I’m flying to the Netherlands tonight. I know, I’ll probably die of fear before I even arrive. Ma and Pa don’t want me to come but I used my bank account money, you know, all those red envelopes we saved our whole lives. And at least I have a passport. It’s a good thing you always make us keep our passports valid, in case we need to flee a sudden war or something. Of course I didn’t dare to actually tell Ma and Pa I’d bought the ticket, I just left the confirmation page on the table for them to find. Pa turned quite red but he didn’t say anything. I’m so nervous about leaving the country. I practically threw up after booking my seat, but you’re more important.
You hang in there, Sylvie. I don’t know what kind of trouble you’re in but we’ll get through it together. I’m coming for you.

Chapter 6
    Sylvie
    Friday, April 1
    One Month Earlier
    I t was late in the evening and I sat on the airplane at JFK, waiting for it to depart and bring me home to the Netherlands. When I was little and still living there, I had chafed at the bit. I was a troublesome child, had already started the dolls dancing even then. She has pepper in her butt, the Dutch kids had said. In a society that graded you down if you wrote extra pages for an exercise because you had not followed the rules of the assignment, I had always wanted too much, tried too hard. Just do normal, the Dutch said, and I was many things but never that.
    But as I fastened my seat belt, I felt as if I was returning to a safe haven—east, west, home was best. I was going back to the place where no one had ever needed me to be extraordinary. How many times had I dreamed of going home over the years? Why had I never returned before now? It had been a long