Hailey's POV

I couldn't sit still.

I paced back and forth across the living room, my feet was wearing a path in the expensive carpet, every few seconds I checked my phone for the time, then checked it again like the numbers would somehow change if I looked fast enough.

Evans should have been home hours ago.

The board meeting was supposed to start at eight, it was now past midnight and I hadn't heard a single word from him, I'd called six times, each call going straight to voicemail.

Something was wrong, I could feel it in my bones, and that sick twist in my stomach that told me...