Page 118 of Legacy

“He hasn’t. He’s going to soon, though, because he just blurted it at me. So it’ll come out eventually.”

“I don’t know if I should really be listening to romantic advice from either of you.”

I realized I shouldn’t have said that to Bodhi, but then my brother just smiled.

“You really shouldn’t have. I have no idea what to do with women. I just got lucky the first time.”

“And I’m not lucky at all. Though, why do I need to settle down, right? Are you ready to call it quits and settle down fully?” Rune asked, glaring at me.

“Can you give me a minute to just figure out what the hell Felicity and I want? We’re still dealing with the glares of this small town.”

“You’re going to be dealing with those glares forever,” Bodhi put in. “Trust me.”

“It’s a small town, and your name is Ashford. It comes with the territory.” Rune shook his head. “Okay, I’ve got to get back to the bar and grill. You have everything taken care of here, though?”

I nodded. “Thanks for coming. Seriously. I don’t think I could handle these big events without you or the rest of the family.”

“Well, I am the linchpin for this friend group. Oh, Gray and Atlas should be back in town soon. You good with hosting something here? We always have it at Summit Grill, but it’s time for you to take over the reins.”

I let out a rough chuckle. “Sure. I’ll throw them a welcome party. Or maybe I’ll make Felicity do it. She’s better at that shit than me.”

“I’m sure Teagan will like not having to plan something since you always make her do it. Though it kind of feels kind of sexist, doesn’t it?” Bodhi asked.

I flipped them both off. “It’s not sexist when they’re the ones that actually know what they’re doing. I mean, I’ll get it done. But I’ll earn a few favors out of Felicity along the way.”

Rune threw his hand up in the air. “And on that note, I’m done.”

“Hey, before you go, did Felicity come back with the boxes yet? That’s what I was looking for when I came back here, and I didn’t mean to get into this serious talk.”

I stared at Bodhi, an uneasy feeling settling over me.

“She isn’t with you?”

“What boxes?”

I was moving past them before they even finished speaking, my pace picking up with them on my tail.

Teagan sat at the front bar, helping with final orders, and she smiled at me.

“Hey.” Her face drained of color as she stared at us. “What’s wrong?”

“Where’s Felicity?” I asked, my hands damp.

“She was just getting boxes. She hasn’t come back yet?”

“Fuck.”

“What’s going on?” Thatcher asked as he came through the front doors in uniform. “The sheriff wanted me to stop by. He had some news and wanted to tell us all. Why are you stressing?”

I couldn’t think about that right now. Things were finally starting to click.

The fact that somebody had broken in once before. Damaged my truck. They knew my brewery despite me keeping them out. Somebody who had helped Bradley distract me, knowing exactly what to do.

“Fuck.”

I ran to the back hall closet, threw open the door, and nearly fell to my knees at the sight of broken glass and blood on the floor.

“Call the cops. The sheriff. Everybody. I think Dad has her.”