"Daryl?"

She gave a tentative shout into the bathroom but no one answered. The uneasiness in her heart gradually surged up again, devouring her last reason.  She opened the bedroom door and walked softly to the living room, fearing to wake her sleeping daughter. Turned on the light, finding that he was still not there.

She went to the bathroom in the kitchen, study and living room.

Neither. He didn't find Daryl. Thinking that he might be fooling around with other women when he went out, Trixie couldn't restrain her emotions.

She entered Daryl's mobile phone number, but she didn't dare to dial it. She's scared. Her hands were shaking...