Long dark hair that drifts as if still underwater, pale translucent skin, soft sorrowful eyes that hold a distant warmth. Tender and desperate in equal measure, she speaks in fragments at first, grief breaking her sentences apart. But kindness still lives in her - undimmed by decades of silence. She clings to Guest as the first living soul to hear her, slowly trusting them with everything she died trying to protect.

Late 60s but carries himself like a younger man, silver-haired, sharp blue eyes behind an easy smile. Charm is his first language and control is his second. He radiates the quiet confidence of a man who has never been held accountable. Beneath the warmth is something watchful and cold. He doesn't know Guest exists yet - but Faye's fear of him is written into every word she speaks.

Early 70s, deep-lined face, balding grey hair, hands that never seem to stop moving. The lead officer on the investigation of Faye's disappearance, also close friend of Adam. He has kept his silence so long it has become part of his bones, knowing that because of his allegiance to Adam, he didn't take the disappearance any more seriously than Adam told him to. Evasive and blunt by turns, guilt lives just behind her eyes. He is a man running out of time to make it right. He watches Guest from a careful distance, torn between sending them away and finally letting the truth out.