He ground his teeth together. He didn’t want to move. He wanted to find out right fucking now if these people knew where Bonnie was.
But he also knew Jesse had more chance of getting that information than he did.
He forced himself to step back. To turn and return to his car, hands fisted the entire time. When he reached his car, he tried her number.
No answer. He tried again. Same thing.
Goddammit.
Noah joined him. They didn’t speak, just watched Jesse talk to the family from the street. Carlos looked calmer. When Jessestepped inside, Zane frowned. Was the White family letting him check the place?
Five minutes later, Jesse returned. “They’ve been together all afternoon. None of them have seen Bonnie today.”
“Then where is she?” Zane shouted.
Noah’s phone rang, and he pulled it out before pressing it to her ear. “Indie, have you—” He stopped before sighing. “Thank God.” He looked up at them. “Indie’s with her. Where are you?” He frowned. “What do you mean, you’re not telling me?” His jaw clicked before he hung up. “Indie’s with her. Says she’s safe. Colt’s with them. But she wouldn’t tell me where.”
This time Zane frowned. “Why not?”
“I don’t know.”
What the hell was going on? He wanted eyes on Bonnie, and he wanted eyes on hernow.
Bonnie tracedthe stars in the sky with her eyes. There was something so grounding about looking up at night. A gentle reminder of how small she and her problems were.
My grandmother’s dead and she was the last woman I’ll ever love.
Zane’s words played over in her head. They shouldn’t make her so upset. She and Zane hadn’t been dating for long enough to say I love you. Hell, they hadn’t even labeled what they were doing as dating.
But it hurt. Because she was falling, and she was falling hard.
She’d spent so many years alone. Sure, she’d had friends and short flings in San Francisco. But the friends were the superficial kind, and she’d never dated anyone she saw herself with long term.
Zane felt different.
The engine of a car sounded from the parking lot to her right, causing the fine hairs on her arms to stand on end. No one ever came to this lookout. The park beside it was overgrown, and people in this town had long forgotten it existed.
She was about to rise when the passenger door of the car opened, and her sister climbed out.
How had she known where to find her?
Indie walked straight over to her and lowered to the ground with a groan. “I’m gonna need your help getting back up. This belly feels like a bowling ball.”
“What are you doing here?” she asked, sitting up beside her.
“Well, I got a call from Noah, telling me you weren’t in your apartment or Zane’s apartment, and you weren’t at work. So, of course I looked in the place you used to run to when you were a teenager. How many times did I find you here after fights with Mom and Dad?”
“Every time. And you always used to try to drag my ass back.”
“But you were stubborn. Plus, things always blew over. I was just impatient.” Indie turned to look at her. “What’s going on, Bon?”
“I just had a really shitty day.”
“Tell me about it.”
She ran her finger over a tear in her jeans. “Shelley, my boss, has been awful. Zane’s been standoffish. And then…”
“And then what?”
