Bradley wandered around the campus quad. His next class started in a few minutes, but he was procrastinating, hoping he'd catch Carissa on the way to her class. She hadn't been back to the house since she'd rushed out Sunday night, and that was three days ago. She also wasn't responding to his messages.

His phone rang, and he scrambled to get it out of his pocket. Heart racing, he wished with everything in him that Carissa was finally getting in touch. But one glance at the ...