“Andrew?”
He blinked. Sighing, he turned to meet her waiting gaze. “Yes.”
“I know your mind is working overtime, but I need your attention right now.”
“Go ahead,” he said.
“Anyway, I handled the press release. We celebrated with a shot of tequila, I went back to my hotel. When I came back the next morning, she was gone.”
“And that’s the last time you talked to her?” he asked.
“Yes. She missed reshoots for the rom-com, she was a no-show at the MTV Awards ceremony, and she turned off her phone. Tanya can’t find her. Chastity doesn’t even know where she is.”
Andrew shared what Vonda had told him about Chastity returning the emails. “She had to give her instructions to do that.”
“Actually, she hasn’t. Chastity is just good enough to know that business won’t stop. She took it upon herself to handle Paige’s inbox.”
He massaged his temples. The migraine coming on would be a big one, and he had no one to blame but himself. “Okay.” He took another deep breath. “Have you talked to Tina? What’s your plan?”
Skye smacked her palms on her legs. “I got nothing.”
“What the hell does that even mean? You always have a plan.”
It was one of the reasons her new public relations firm had exploded the way it did. In a few short months, Skye had built an impressive clientele. High-powered actors and actresses, directors, authors, and producers had left long-standing relationships with established PR reps to join the Skye Light PR family.
“I’ve done everything I know to do. Tina isn’t talking, her security team is in the dark, and I’m out of options.”
“I find that hard to believe,” he said. “We need to do something.”
“Correction . . .Youneed to do something.” She pointed at him. “I told you, I’m tapped out.”
Skye was right. He needed to find Paige and fix this—the sooner, the better. He would hate for her career to suffer. He hated the thought ofhersuffering. Andrew approached the huge window. His gaze shifted to the street below, the countless people going about their day as if the world was just right. Except, there was one woman’s world that hadn’t been right in a long time. It had been so wrong that she’d disappeared.
Staring out at the LA skyline, he wondered if she was okay, if she was safe. He ignored the ache in his gut that had built to a dull throb with every moment that passed since he’d found out she’d disappeared without a trace. He ignored what he knew that meant. Because he had to focus on one thing right now.Where are you, Paige?
Chapter Three
“What’s up, Drew?” Xavier greeted him with a dap.
Andrew had arrived in Atlanta an hour ago and contacted X right away. His friend agreed to meet him for a quick beer at a local sports bar. “Nothing much, bruh.” He took a seat across from X. “How’s fatherhood?”
Xavier and his wife, Zara, had recently welcomed Cicely Angel Starks to their new family. “I’m in love, bruh.” X grinned. “She’s beautiful and she’s mine.”
Andrew had been in town for the christening and got to meet the little cutie-pie in person. “She’s adorable, man. How’s Zara?”
“Beautiful and cranky. She’s not feeling the extended maternity leave.” Zara ran the sports division at Pure Talent. “I keep telling her to enjoy this time. Once she goes back to work, she’ll miss being home with Cici.”
“Exactly.” He waved the waitress over and placed his order. “How’s work?”
“Work is work. Getting ready for Dad’s retirement.”
Jax Starks had finally announced a retirement date, much to the chagrin of most of the Pure Talent employees. Andrew had expected it, but he still felt a tinge of sadness when his mentor had let him know his plans.
“I still can’t believe he’s doing it,” Andrew said.
“I can. He’s ready to spend some quality time with my mother and my baby. She’s two months old and already has him wrapped around her finger. You should see him with her.”
“I bet he’s proud.”
