He wet his lips. “I don’t know what the hell you want to hear.”
“The truth.”
“Yeah?” Jay cleared his throat. “The truth is that you and your brother are psychopaths.”
“Ooh, harsh. You heard that, Andy? We’re psychopaths for wanting our money back.”
“Daniel’s friend is rude!”
“Damn right he is. But I’m going to forgive him because he was such a good sport last night.” He held Jay’s chin. “I’ll give you something to make you sleep for a while.”
“Don’t hurt him,” Jay said, the warning in his voice falling flat, yet it still warmed Chris’s heart.
Trevor snickered. “Hurt him? I’d never! Come on, Danny. We have a video to send.”
24
ANTHONY
As the hours passed, their hopes dwindled. There was only one small neighborhood adjacent to the abandoned amusement park, and every house either had nobody home, or the tenants didn’t recognize Trevor and Andy.
“We’re missing something,” Ethan said as he checked Google Maps for the hundredth time. They were parked by the side of the road, stretching their legs outside. In the last fifteen minutes, not a single car passed them by. Anthony could no longer see the top of the Ferris wheel, but he had seen that rusty thing enough times this morning to know exactly where it was.
“I don’t think we’re missing anything.” It pained Anthony to be the voice of cold reason, but if there was somewhere else they could be looking, he preferred to do that instead of driving in circles.
Ethan lowered his phone. “What do you mean?”
“All we know is that the Mitchells had a house next to an abandoned amusement park years ago. They could have sold it a thousand times since then. Why wouldthey even keep it?”
“Okay, so where do you suggest we search? Fucking Florida?”
Anthony crossed his arms and looked away, refusing to turn this into a fight.
“I’m sorry.” Ethan came closer and leaned on the car next to Anthony, resting his head on his shoulder. “Maybe my idea was dumb. I just had a feeling that... never mind. They’re clearly not here.”
“Maybe we should drive back to their house and look again. There were a lot of documents we haven’t gone through.”
“You saw how useless those things were.”
“Well, I can’t think of any other idea. We—”
Ethan’s phone rang. “It’s Stu. Maybe he found something.” He picked up the call on speaker. “Hi, Stu.”
“Ethan, listen, Jay hasn’t returned to his apartment last night, and he didn’t come to the garage this morning. It’s like he vanished! Did you find out anything?”
Ethan glanced at Anthony. “No, nothing. But Ant and I are looking.”
“Are you in the city?”
“Hmm, no.”
Stu paused before saying, “Send me your location. I’ll come help out.”
They were approximately four hours away from New York City, so there was no point.
Ethan cleared his throat. “We’re in Connecticut, close to Massachusetts.”
“Oh, really? That’s a bit random. How about you tell me what’s going on?”
