Believing or Not

Previously

…She had the name, Mark D. She had the location, Portland. She had the evidence of fabricated travel. She had the emotional plea. The line between believing and not believing had become so thin it was transparent. She knew one thing with chilling clarity: the man she loved, Alexei Volkov, did not exist in the way she thought he did. The foundations were not cracked; they appeared to be entirely counterfeit. The investigation felt complete, even if the final confrontation had yet to occur. The trail of deception was now undeniable.