“No one’s seen him since last night?” “It seems that way,” Theo says tiredly. “And Carmilla?” “As I said, I didn’t want to freak her out—” “But she is in her room, right?” I ask him. “She came to brunch? She did all the wedding things today?” The silence says it all. He sits up straight. “She wouldn’t,” he says, but by the tone of his voice, he doesn’t believe it himself. “She wouldn’t.” As a matter of fact, she would and she has.
