Up until that moment, she could have been asleep. But the second he stepped out of the car, he sensed something wasn’t right. The garage door was open, and Clare’s car was gone. His chest tightened.
He tried to reason it away. Maybe she was at the pharmacy or visiting a friend.
He entered without turning on any lights. He walked down the hallway and stopped, surrounded by dim shadows. The silence was so deep that each step echoed loudly.
That was when he pulled out his phone and made the call.
Clare picked up on the 2nd ring, her voice slow, as if she had just woken up.
“Hello.”
“Hey, love. Did I wake you?”
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