Missy still hadn’t gone into the house. In fact, her truck was still running and it wasn’t until she saw Tyler get out of his car that she slipped the gear from reverse into park. He approached her car. She rolled the window down a few inches, too unsettled to go the whole way. Tyler smiled. “Are you okay, Melissa?” Oh how she loved it when he called her Melissa. Nobody else did, not even her mother these days. It had been his name for her, nobody else could use it. “I haven’t been home since yesterday morning,” she said. “I stayed at Mom’s last night.” “Okay.” He was still smiling, so calm as always. “The chief and I will clear the house. You stay here and don’t get out of the truck till you see us. Okay?” She nodded. Cody had sat up on the seat and started thumping her tail against the cushion at the sight of Tyler.
