A chirp from his phone woke Zach from a restless sleep. A glance at the ceiling, and the glowing numbers projected there by his clock, told him it was almost eleven. Who would message him at this hour? Either someone was out drinking, which happened less and less as he got older, or something was wrong, maybe someone needed help. His mind started racing with possibilities of what could be wrong and who could be in trouble as he rolled over and reached for his phone.
Panic shot through him when he saw the message had come from Dani. She should be long asleep by now. The only reason he could think of for her to be up was something wrong with Mark. His heart thundered in his ears as he unlocked the phone and loaded the texting app. She’d left here in such an ill temper, he hadn’t expected to
