As the minutes turned into hours and their panic grew Harris and Mallory couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation. Their fear for Harriet's safety was immense, and their desperation was palpable.

"This is my fault," Mallory said, tears flowing down her cheeks. "I should have given more of my time to our daughter. Now, Harriet is missing."

"Baby, don't blame yourself," Harris pulled Mallory into his arms to comfort her. "This is not your fault. You need to calm down and think clearly."

Mallory rested on Harris's chest for a moment, letting her anger subside until she was ready to talk to someone she suspected had taken...