Jonathan slept restlessly through the night, waking up periodically to open his phone and see if he could find anything about the disappearances. He had a security app that picked up on crime in his area, but that didn’t have any mention of missing persons.

Somehow, he just couldn’t get comfortable. He felt his skin crawl whenever he thought about how he and Alphonse had kissed. What was he thinking? Jonathan knew what Alphonse was, knew that Alphonse had and could kill. ...