It's 3 AM. My husband's vanished in the middle of the night. Our baby's room is empty. Empty.

"You've reached Maxime, leave me a message!" For the tenth time, I hang up, wait a few seconds, and call again. And again. I pace our house like a lion in a cage.
It's 3 AM. My husband's vanished in the middle of the night. Our baby's room is empty. Empty.