THIRD PERSON POV.
Leo paced around the living room incessantly, his frustration growing with each passing minute. Blair had promised to come over two hours ago, but there had been no sign of her since. Everyone was waiting for her, growing increasingly impatient by the minute. Leo repeatedly called her phone, only to be met with a voicemail each time. In a fit of anger, he kicked the air and pulled at his hair. This was not how he had planned his day to go. He wondered if someone had tipped Blair off about his plan but dismissed the idea as unlikely. He had private investigators monitoring Blair's house, keeping an eye on anyone who came and went. If Valerie had gone to meet her, he would have known. Hearing what he thought was a car pulling into the driveway, Leo rushed to the window, h
