"Hey, Tiffany." Bradley leaned closer to her. "Has Carissa contacted you? She's been gone a long time."

Tiffany eyed him, and he held his breath, waiting for her to question why he was so concerned about someone he barely knew. But she didn't. Instead, she checked her phone and shook her head.

Bradley opened his messages and sent a quick text to Carissa to ask if she was okay. Then he stood, slipped his phone into his back pocket, and said, "I'm going to go look ...