Declan

“Isabel?” I yelled as soon as we entered the house. I glanced over the living room and sitting room to the right. “Isabel?”

Nothing.

I sprinted up the stairs and checked every room, but she was nowhere to be found. “Isabel!”

“Declan, down here!” Trent yelled.

I dashed down the stairs, and her feet were visible from the kitchen island. “Isabel!” I ran toward her, but a policeman blocked my way.

“I’m sorry, sir,” he ...