Part 1: The Day Trust Was Broken

myself they loved her.

Two hours later, my phone vibrated on the counter.

It was a message from a number I didn’t recognize.

“Please call us. Your daughter is missing.”

The room seemed to tilt.

I called my mother immediately. She answered on the second ring, sounding almost relaxed.

“Rachel, don’t panic,” she said. “This isn’t a big deal.”

My heart pounded continue reading …