"The person you are trying to call isn’t available at the moment. Please try again later."

Autumn frowned as the robotic voice echoed for the third time. It was strange; she’d spoken to Charlie just this morning. Now, it felt like her friend had disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing but this automated message. Something was wrong—she could feel it in her gut. And somehow, Autumn was certain it had Elliot Fraser written all over it.

As they drove toward Charlie's apartment, Autumn slumped back in her seat, her mind racing with worry and frustration. Then, a distant sound pierced her thoughts: sirens, growing louder as they drew closer. She...