Susan Campbell is Officially Missing.

Eric's finger hovers over the computer as he stares at the email, its cold simplicity sending a shiver down his spine.

"Hello, Eric Walters." His eyes narrow, suspicion growing with every second he spends in Larry Campbell's study. The room is eerily quiet, with only the ticking of a wall clock interrupting the silence. Eric glances around nervously, as if expecting someone or something to jump out from the shadows. Why this message? Why now?

A cold shiver runs down his spine as the realization sinks in, someone knew he would be here. His heart pounds in his chest as his thoughts race. This wasn't just a random message. This was calculated, timed perfectly.

The question is, by whom?

His instincts scream at him to leave, but curiosity wins. His fingers hover over the keyboard for a moment before he clicks on the email to open the full message.

There's nothing more, no elaborate threats or demands and for some reason, that is even worse.