Andrianne paced back and forth in her room, her mind consumed with worry and fear. She couldn't stop thinking about the guns she saw in Steve's closet. What could he possibly need them for? Was he in trouble? Was he involved in something dangerous?

She knew Steve was not a violent person, but the sight of those guns made her feel uneasy. Her mind raced with all the possible scenarios. Maybe he was just an enthusiast, collecting guns as a hobby. But the more she thought about it, the more she convinced herself that something was not right.

She tried calling Steve, but he didn't answer. She left a message,...