Chapter 84: He’s Not Coming Home

Trista’s POV

I glanced at the wall. Nine o’clock. Where was Johnson? I was trying to stay calm, but this was really unusual for him. Johnson hardly ever came home late. He’s always home at night to help with Billy and Belle.

In fact, when I started to think about it, Johnson didn’t really have any sort of social life. He never met up with people after work for dinner or drinks. I realized I’d come to take him a bit for granted. I just assumed he’d be home every night. It had become so natural. We had a routine.

Which is why I was all the more concerned.

I checked my texts and messages again. Just in case I’d missed something. But nope. Nothing from Johnson. So I decided to call him.

It rang and then went to voicemail.

Okay, so this was getting REALLY weird. Johnson had NEVER stayed out this late without phoning me. I started pacing the room. Even in Milan when we weren’t living together, he always checked in with me.

And he always, ALWAYS answered his phone when I called.

Alpha Jeremy