Brandon jumped when his phone buzzed. His nerves were nearly fried from hours of worry, wondering where Alicia could be. Tuesdays were her yoga class days. She was usually home by seven, but it was going on midnight now. He grabbed his phone.  What he saw on the screen didn’t make sense. A picture of…

Alli opened the door to the truck stop bathroom. She didn’t need to use it but she wanted a break from her boyfriend; three hours in the car was too much. She just needed a few minutes to herself. The air in the bathroom was a sweaty musk that made Alli wrinkle her nose when…