It’s 6:58 a.m. and it’s still dark in Vilnius. Marcus stops by the coffee shop on his way to work as a diplomat at the U.S. Embassy. As he exits, ready to cut across Pylimo Street, a man approaches him. In accented English, the man says that he’s lost and motions to his phone. Marcus looks down at the phone and sees a video of a man embracing a woman for a kiss. He’s the man in the video. But the woman is not his wife.