Every Woman My Widowed Father Dated Vanished Without a Trace—So I Asked My Best Friend to Go on One Date With Him to Find Out Why

straight to her apartment.

Her car was parked outside.

The lights inside were on.

But nobody answered the door.

I knocked until my knuckles ached.

I called her name through the door.

I tried her phone again and heard nothing inside.

A neighbor stepped into the hallway.

“Is everything all right?”

“I don’t know,” I answered.

I sat in my car outside her building continue reading …