Declan
“Isabel?" I yelled as soon as we entered the house. I glanced over the living room and sitting room to the right. “Isabel?"
Nothing.
I sprinted up the stairs and checked every room, but she was nowhere to be found. “Isabel!"
“Declan, down here!" Trent yelled.
I dashed down the stairs, and her feet were visible from the kitchen island. “Isabel!" I ran toward her, but a policeman blocked my way.
“I'm sorry, sir," he said. “But she's gone."
“Get out of my way!" I yelled, pushing him to the side as I ran into the kitchen.
But Trent stepped in front of me. “You don't want to see this, brother."
“Trent, step aside," I growled, keeping my voice even as tears filled my eyes.
“But don't touch her, man. You don't want to interfere with the investigation." Sorrow like none I'd seen
