K.
He was trying to figure out where Laura and K could be, and why Mike seemed cold.
Kathleen's light footsteps on the wooden boards of the patio pulled him out from his thoughts. "Jesse," she softly called, it was almost a ghastly whisper.
He turned his gaze to Kathleen, and his nervousness was replaced by alarm.
Kathleen's eyes and nose were red and swollen - like she had been crying for quite a while now.
"Kathleen, I just want to see -"
"She's not here, Jesse," her quick reply. She opened her trembling lips again to speak, but her voice was stuck in her throat.