“So he’s not in the building whatsoever?”
“When people clock out of the building it usually signals that they’re exiting the premises,” he answers.
I try not to make myself look worried. “Thank you so much.”
“Mmhm, have a good day, ma’am,” the burly security officer says.
The way my body is shaking right now. The way my heart is beating so fast. It’s 2:30 p.m. My husband clocked out of workthreehours ago and didn’t say anything to me. As far as I knew, it’s Thursday, and he’s supposed to have a full workday. So where the hell is he?
Thinking better of it, I go back to the security officer. I hate to be this person, but I have to be thorough because my senses are just going haywire.
“I’m so sorry, but I also came to see Sarah.”
“And what’s your relationship to the employee?”
“Family friend,” I say.
“If it’s not direct family, like husband or daughter, then I’m not at liberty to give you that information,” he replies.
I nod understandably, my heart falling.
“It’s okay, I appreciate it. Thank you.”
Leaving the building, despite it being a bright day, a balmy 85°, I feel cold.
Fingers shaking, I dial Lincoln’s phone again.
Straight to voicemail.
What the hell is going on?
Sending a text, I wait.
Not delivered.
Trying not to be crazy, I wait a few minutes before dialing three times in a row only to be met with voicemail again.
Where the hell is my husband?
If he’s not at work, where would he be, and why wouldn’t he tell me?
Is he at home?
If he was, he would have asked where I was.
My heart is going crazy because I don’t want to think about the very real possibility that is haunting me, the one that has been haunting me ever since it reared its ugly head.
I plug in a destination and order a shuttle.
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Chapter 19
The neighborhood where the big red apartment looms feels almost like a mix of suburbia and urban. It’s familiar yet alien, because it was only two weeks ago that I’ve been here. I memorized the address.
Because this is where Sarah lives.
Stepping out of the shuttle, I make my way to the building. I look for a name, and I see it.
