Fletcher reached around me and knocked loudly on the door. “If you’re in there, Charlotte, please answer the door. Ava is worried.”

I watched as Fletcher waited and she never came to the door.

“Do you have a key to get inside? Or a code?” he asked, looking at the keypad.

I nodded, not wanting to invade her privacy, but knowing I needed to make sure she was okay.

I typed in the code to get inside and walked into her apartment. The modern furniture and very ...