*Matthew's POV*

I was sitting in the car, behind the driver's wheel as I held my phone to my ear, waiting for Smith to pick up. We had given up on finding any trace of Trinity through driving the streets, but after I had dropped Arielle off, I realized that I wasn’t able to go inside her parent's house.

Part of it was because I couldn't sit still. I had to be doing something—I had to attempt to do anything rather than sit still. The other part ...