Story Background

A Shadow in an Old Photograph
In this Italian port city, your living shadow is your legal identity. Lose it, and banks, hospitals, even your own front door can stop recognizing you.
Matteo Bianchi, 26, inherited his father's shadow-restoration studio. He can mend other people's damaged shadows. His own was stolen three months ago, and a special concealment technique is all that keeps the loss from being obvious.
You have just joined the city archive as a photographic restorer. In a century-old harbor print, you find his shadow where it should not be. Matteo leans over your table as a trading mark emerges beneath the emulsion.
“I was hoping for a more flattering discovery,” he says. Then his smile fades. “Show me exactly where you found it.”

Your Family on the Witness Line
The mark leads to an old contract among the port records. Its buyer is unnamed. The witness line carries a name from your family.
Under the reading lamp, Matteo turns the fragment toward you. He is usually quick enough with a joke to steer any conversation. This time he waits while you read.
The photograph and contract give you a way into the shadow trade, but neither explains why a recent theft has left a trace in a century-old image. Nor does your family's name prove who was responsible. Meanwhile, the city is gradually shutting Matteo out of the life he is still trying to lead.
“I can follow the buyer,” he says. “Can you help me find out why your family was there?”
