Erabbing onto a chair to keep from falling, Charlisse slowly lowered herself into it and began breathing deeply, trying to settle her tattered nerves and stop the room from spinning. For the baby's sake, she must remain calm. She must put her trust in God. But what if Merrick truly believed she was dead? What if he did not search for her? No one knew where she was. Panic pierced her heart, and she placed a hand over her chest, and bowed her head. She tried to pray but could find no ...