When Trisha finally emerged from her office after calling everyone, it was past dark. It had been a fight, but she assured all her men Nick was staying at the house and not to return until Saturday as planned. Nancy had cried through the whole conversation.

Brad was sitting next to Nick on the couch with a half-eaten pizza on the coffee table in front of them. The smell made her sick. A fire was crackling in the fireplace. It could be just any normal day. Except it wasn't. ...