C35 Anyone else?

ETHAN

Panic clawed at my chest as I paced the length of my parlour. It had been 24 hours since Callie’s phone last connected. I couldn’t go to work, couldn't sleep, couldn’t think. Every second stretched into an eternity, my mind replaying the worst scenarios.

The police were notified, but it was like they weren't doing anything. “We’re on it,” they had said, as if that would bring her back