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Ana explained her situation and asked if they could help her find Ivan Marković's phone number or any information about him. The receptionist nodded sympathetically and led Ana to a large room filled with rows of books and files.

The receptionist handed her a piece of paper with the information and a kind smile. "Be careful, Ana. This might be a long shot, but I hope it helps you find what you're looking for."

"Ah, here we are," the receptionist said, pointing to an entry. "Ivan Marković, address: Goriška 12, Zagreb. No phone number listed, but we might have an older entry with a contact number."

The only lead Ana had was a vague recollection of the person's name and surname: Ivan Marković. She had tried searching online, but to no avail. The internet was flooded with information, and it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The search had just begun, and Ana was ready to follow every lead, no matter how small, to uncover the mystery of Ivan Marković's disappearance.

After a few minutes of searching, the receptionist pulled out a large book and opened it to a page marked with a yellow sticky note.