I was supposed to be at the Collins house by seven.
Claire had gone earlier with Sophie.
I was finishing an emergency repair at one of our commercial properties when my phone rang.
It was Claire.
“Where are you?”
“Still at the warehouse. We’ve got a burst pipe.”
“It’s Christmas Eve.”
“I know.”
“Everyone’s here.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
She sighed.
“Just hurry.”
“I will.”
There was a pause.
Then she said, “Sophie is getting impatient.”
“I’ll talk to her.”
“You always say that.”
The line went dead.
I didn’t think much of it.
I finished the repair.
I checked the building twice.
Then I started driving toward the Collins house.
At 9:12 p.m., my phone rang.
Sophie.
I answered immediately.
“Hey, sweetheart.”
“Dad…”
Something in her voice made me sit straighter.
“What happened?”
She didn’t answer.
I heard wind.
Then she whispered,
“Please come get me.”