Eliana:
Have you guys seen this article?
*LINK SHARED*
I curse when the browser loads, pissed as soon as I read the title of the article posted three hours ago by the Coastal Times Newspaper.
MISSING: SURF PRODIGY, ZALEA EVANS
Somehow the news slipped past me and Brightly. Easily fixable, but I have no doubt that the important eyes in the surf world would have seen this by now.
Zale:
Gabriel, do you know anything about this? Her phone goes straight to voicemail. Where is my sister?
A jolt of relief hits me knowing that he can’t reach her either. I’m definitely not blocked.
Kairi:
Zale, relax. I’m sure she’s fine.
Zale:
I wasn’t talking to you.
I roll my eyes. Another Maliah and Koa in the making.
Gabriel:
Enough.
Zale:
Where. Is. She.
I let out a frustrated growl as I start pacing, running a hand through my hair before I type out my reply.
Gabriel:
I don’t know. I’ve had my people looking for her all morning.
Zale:
You knew she was missing since this morning, and you didn’t think to fucking tell me? Are you out of your mind?
Typical. Somehow Zale always finds a way to make everything about him.
Griffin:
Enough, Zale.
Eliana:
I don’t know if this is much help, but she had mentioned to me on a VERY drunken night something about running away to Italy if all else fails.
My pulse spikes as I swipe out of our group chat and immediately call Reid.
“I still have five min-”
