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“You see her?” I asked, ripping through the parking lot like my ass was on fire.
It wasn’t, but my heart sure as fuck was.
“There’s her car,” Prism said, pointing out the windshield.
I slammed on the brakes and threw it in park, vaulting out of the driver’s seat to rush toward the bucket of bolts she drove.
“Jess!” I yelled. “Jessica Park!”
The only answer I got was the running engine of my Audi. At the driver’s side, I simultaneously knocked on the window while pulling on the handle to open the door.
The car was locked, and the inside was empty.
Cursing, I rushed around to the front fender and looked everywhere, hoping to see her. What the fuck was she doing parked in the fucking boonies?
I was going to give her a lecture. A long one.
I cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled. “Jess!”
My ears strained, listening for any type of reply. Nothing was all I got.
“Goddammit!” I yelled.
P appeared at my side, shoving my phone under my nose. “It looks like she’s in the building,” he told me, pointing at how the location pin was directly on top of the building and toward one side.
Grabbing the phone, I looked again, spinning to stare at the giant building. “She rehearses in the auditorium,” I said, and we ran back to the car, the door slamming with force as I hit the gas before we were barely even inside.
Prism cursed beneath his breath, but I ignored it and sped forward.
Scraaaape! The bottom of my car dragging over the sidewalk as I drove onto it was loud but hardly competed with my racing heart.
Both of us jolted forward with the force of my stop, and I scrambled out, clutching my phone, to race inside.
The lobby was empty, the lighting dim as I raced into the massive auditorium.
“Jess!” I yelled.
Noise to my right had me spinning, my chest squeezing hopefully, only to be disappointed when a man pushing a cleaning cart looked up.
“You!” I demanded, not even giving him the chance to speak. “Have you seen a girl? Beautiful. Long brown hair?”
“Been empty since I got here.”
Ryan, Jamie, and P all rushed in behind me, and I spun. “Split up. Start looking.” I ordered, heading to the side door.
I knew where the practice rooms were, and I headed there first, bulldozing through the door with a bang. The hall was still and quiet, the energy undisturbed, but something about it raised the hair on the back of my neck and caused a sheen of sweat to bead across my forehead.
“Jess,” I called, walking down the hallway to fling open doors as I went.
Prism came into the hall behind me, and I pointed farther down. He jogged off.
The sound of a ticking clock was loud inside my head, almost as if it was warning me that her time was running out and if I didn’t find her soon, I’d be too late.
The fear was so severe that I couldn’t even tell myself I was being dramatic because if I ignored the way my gut was screaming, it might be the biggest regret of my entire life. The ache in my fingers made me look down, and I glanced at my phone.
Cursing, I pulled it up and tapped the screen to call her number.
It started to ring in my ear, and I listened, hoping it would give away her location.
