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Chapter 38
Paul
My heart is beating hard in my chest. So hard that I can barely hear myself think.
I don’t want to think. I don’t want to feel. I just want to find Meg.
At first, I thought Ian was overreacting. But as the minutes began to tick by with no sign of her, I’ve become worried.
We walk quickly through the party and through the hordes of people that have made their way in. I look directly down, avoiding eye contact. The last thing Ian and I need are some partygoers grabbing us and asking for attention.
I have no interest in coddling women I’ve previously bedded or in talking to people about my deceased father.
Right now, Meg is the only thing that matters. I should’ve kept a better eye on her. I haven’t even seen her this evening, and that in itself is worrisome.
We push our way into the house without being stopped by a single person. Ian and I take the back stairs by the kitchen to avoid being noticed.
Our plan works, because we easily make our way up to the second floor where Meg’s bedroom is.
The door is sitting ajar, but Ian knocks gently to alert her to our presence.
Everything is riding on this moment. She better be in here, or else there’s gonna be hell to pay.
“Meg? Meg, it’s Ian. Are you in here?” he asks.
There’s no answer. Only silence. Dead silence.
We walk into her room and see that everything is left untouched. There’s no sign of her.
She’s not here, but her presence is. I see her lipstick and perfume lying on the vanity table. I see her hairbrush and her clothes strewn about.
I see everything but her beautiful face.
“Fuck,” Ian says.
We’ve got a definite problem on our hands, but neither of us is ready to admit it. Instead, we text our brothers to come join us in the hunt for Meg. Together, we can tear through every room in the mansion.
This is the only time in my life that I’ve ever cursed how fucking big the mansion is. There are too many fucking rooms.
We split up and take the mansion by storm, searching every cubby and closet there is. She has to be somewhere. She couldn’t have just vanished.
“Meg? Meg, are you here?” I find myself calling frantically every time I throw a door open.
Occasionally, I come across a couple having sex on one of the beds. It’s something I’ve done before, but right now, I just find it inappropriate.
“Get out. You guys get the fuck out of here,” I spit to their startled faces. “We’re looking for someone!”
It’s time to alert security, and once I meet back up with Ian, I tell him so.
“I’ve already told them,” he says. “And I have all the household staff on watch. Everyone’s looking for her now.”
“That’s good,” I say, more to myself than anybody else. “Security will find her. It’s what they do best.”
He’s barely listening as we strip the house, room by room, looking for her. If only I could see her, that gorgeous face, then I’d be appeased. I don’t care what the fuck she’s doing as long as she’s safe.
Eventually, we meet up with Matt and Evan.
Everyone’s on high alert now. Her absence is conspicuous. She’s been missing for too long.
