As Carla was placing the dirty plates into the dishwasher in the kitchen, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, which flashed "Emily's Dad." Instantly, she felt a knot of anxiety tighten in her stomach and answered the call promptly.
"Mr. Johnson," she said, her voice steady despite the turbulence of emotions she was experiencing.
Mr. Johnson's voice came through the line, strained and filled with concern. "Carla, I've been trying to reach Emily for days but haven't been able to get through. Are you with her right now?"
