The house was dark and quiet when Greg and Tiffany stepped into the house. He hurriedly clicked the light switches, lighting up the entire house.

“Daddy, Mommy Tiffany, wait for me!” Ryan’s small voice echoed as he ran in behind them. When he saw both adults standing there, he also stopped and stared at them blankly.

Greg frowned, glancing around the empty living room. Didn’t Isabelle come home after leaving the party? Where could she have gone?

Ryan tugged at his sleeve, ...