I led Harmony to my SUV and helped her inside, then climbed in the front seat, pulling out my phone as I secured my seatbelt. “Hey, Brock. Yeah. Gonna take Melody’s sister down to Cass’s for a few days. I’ll drop her off, then drive back in the morning. Did you get anything on the box?”
“Nothing yet. No fingerprints, but the lab’s running it for touch DNA. If you want to stay put down there and see your parents, Dallas and I can dog this. I’ll text you if there’s anything.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, brother. You haven’t had a day off in over a year. Take a few.”
“You got someone on Melody?”
“Yeah. We’re working with Butchy to get that covered.”
“Okay, man, I appreciate it.”
I hung up and started the car...just as Harmony burst into tears.
Shit. I hated it when women cried, but when one so pretty did, it broke my heart.
“I’m sorry, Jaxon,” she sobbed out. “I just need a second to process.”
I popped open my glove compartment and handed her the box of tissues stored inside. “How about you process with these, and I’ll drive?”
She nodded, pulling a wad out of the box. “Thanks.”
Cassidy had texted that her parents were happy to host whoever I brought their way, including me. Unfortunately for me, however, my parents lived on the neighboring property, so if I got into town and didn’t see them first, I’d hear nothing but grief from my mother. So, I texted her to let her know I’d be visiting for a couple of days, then I pulled onto the freeway and headed south.
Harmony
“Harmony.”
I blinked my eyes open and sat up. “Are we here?”
“Yeah,” Jaxon said. “You sure you’re okay with this?”
“Yes,” I lied. I didn’t know these people. I didn’t know if they were good or bad, liars or truth-tellers, but right now, they couldn’t be any worse than my sister and I needed a fucking break.
“Patrick and Wendy are really good people,” Jaxon assured me. “The best.”
