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He stepped into the living room.
“Levi?” he called again, desperately searching for signs of his boy.
Nothing.
“I said get out!” Mr. Peabody shouted, thrashing his fist toward the man who had stormed into his home.
“Where is he?” Chase growled, snapping back toward Peabody.
Peabody jerked back in fear. “Who? What are you talking about?”
“Levi. Cute guy, purple eyes, amazing smile? I know he was here. The guys at the club said he came home with you.” Chase stormed off into the kitchen.
Empty.
Two empty glasses of wine sat in the sink, waiting to be washed. A tiny pool of red liquid still sat at the bottom of each glass.
Chase pointed. “Ah, ha! Two glasses. So, he was here!”
“I don’t know who you are, but I’m calling the police,” Peabody shouted, picking up his cell phone and placing it to his ear.
“Go ahead! I’d love to tell them how you like to kidnap and kill people. Let them arrest your ass on the spot and cart you off to prison. Now, where is Levi?” he shouted once again.
This time he took off upstairs, hoping he would find Levi asleep, safe in this monster’s bed. He tore open every door he passed.
No one. All empty.
When he finally got to the master suite, he yanked open the door and rushed inside. The bed lay perfectly made, still unused for the night. But no Levi.
Chase wasn’t sure if he should be thankful that Levi hadn’t used Peabody’s bed or disappointed that he didn’t find him alive and nestled in the sheets.
While seeing his boy lying in Peabody’s bed would have torn his heart to shreds and set off every animalistic need to smash and murder the man who fucked his boy, he still would have been happy to find Levi and know that he was safe and alive.
Fuck, once he found Levi, they were going to have to have a talk about his job and sleeping with other men. His heart wouldn’t be able to take it. Chase was a one-man kind of guy, and when he was in love with someone, they belonged to him and only him. Fuck. What was he saying? Could they really be together? He fucking loved the little twerp but also hated his job.
Jesus! Now was not the time to be thinking about such things.
Where the fuck was he?
The basement!
“I told you to get out of my house!” Peabody shouted in the doorway before being knocked to the ground by Hurricane Chase as he ripped past him and sped toward the basement.
This must be it. His heart was pounding. He had a feeling that when he pulled open the door, he would see Levi tied to a pole, terrified out of his mind.
He rushed downstairs, not even thinking about checking his surroundings for hazards. That was the first thing they taught you at the Academy—never run into a room blind. Also, know your surroundings and have at least two ways out.
Chase had none of these.
When he reached the basement, there were rooms and sections all divided throughout. He rushed down the hallway, opening every door he passed, shouting for Levi to call out to him.
Where was he?
He was so frustrated and tired. If anything happened to the boy, he would never forgive himself. Why did he leave Levi alone tonight? If he had been there, watching over him, perhaps this would not have happened.
Once he reached the last door, he swallowed and tried to ignore the major knot in his stomach. This was it. The last door. What would he do if Levi wasn’t inside?
He threw open the door and rushed inside.
