Morgan POV

I saw Tricia's call but she called me once.

"Is she home?" I asked walking down the stairs.

"No," Miranda replied.

It could only mean one thing, and that is she is either in a bad condition or needs my help. My mind went to the shop, and I looked at Ethan, whose birthday was today.

"Let me try calling her," I said picking up the phone.

After three calls with no response, I walked up the stairs.

"Track down Tricia's phone," I said to Alex.

Few minutes later, he told me ...