Kendra sat on the driver’s seat in her car later that afternoon, the thick folder Elena had brought still warm from the house. She set her handbag on the passenger seat and sat for a moment with both hands on the wheel, staring through the windscreen at the long driveway. Emily has not appeared once. Not at breakfast, not in the hallway, not even a quick text.She reached into the bag, pulled out her phone, and dialed Emily’s number. It rang once and went straight to the switched-off message. She tried again and it's the same result.“Emily’s number is switched off,” she whispered. “So strange.”She scrolled to Mrs Green’s contact and pressed call. The older woman answered on the second ring.“Aunt, please...is Emily at your place?”“No, darling. I haven’t seen her all day. Hope everything is fine with the both of you.”“Yeah...yeah.” Kendra hung up before Mrs Green could ask more. The empty mansion, the sudden forgiveness from her grandmother, Emily is nowhere to be found—everythi
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