The staff was already setting the table in the breakfast nook when John arrived to eat. He frowned when he didn’t see Hailey at the table waiting for him. He had stayed up until 1 AM for her. At that time, she was still not home, and his calls went straight to her voicemail. John wished he could say that was rare, but for his daughter, it was rather common. Hailey frequently forgot to charge her phone and rarely carried a charger.
Alice came into the room with the coffee carafe and looked at the empty table. Her forehead furrowed for a moment before she raised an eyebrow.
“Is Hailey sleeping in?” Alice asked.
“It would appear so,” John huffed. “Do you know when she got in last night?”
“I don’t. Are you sure she’s home? When I went out to the garage to get something, her SUV wasn’t out
