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From where the other piece of the cello lies, I catch the flash of something white inside the body of the instrument, a white slip of paper fluttering out.
“What is that?” I speak to myself in the empty room.
For a long-drawn-out moment, I stare at it, then reach out and grasp it in my hand.
The first thing I notice is that the piece of paper has a sticky substance on it. Leftover adhesive from whoever attached it?
The second thing is that there are no words on the note. Just a series of numbers.
Is it trash? Something left over from the factory. Or is this something more? I place the paper in my pocket, and with a clenched jaw, I set off.
She couldn’t have gotten far.
There’s no way off the property without me knowing. By the time I stalk down the hall, my fear has amplified, and I’m unhinged, frantic to find her. A caged beast, desperate and unpredictable.
“Where the fuck is she?” I bellow from the top landing of the stairs.
No one answers me because no one knows. The silence trickles around me, a mist that covers and cloaks until it blinds me.
I doubt they even know she’s gone.I want to kill them all.
Maybe I will.
Where the fuck is she? How did this happen?
Sean.
This isn’t the first time he’s made a mistake regarding my firefly.
But it will be his last.
My footsteps thunder down the steps as I make my way to the control room. Finding Sasha needs to be my first priority. Then I’ll deal with Sean.
“Where did she go?” I address the room. Rick swivels in his chair until he’s facing me.
“I’ll check the monitors.”
“Check the one in her room first, from about—” I pull out my phone from my pocket, looking at what time I received the call after she overheard Sean. “Around four.”
“That’s not going to happen.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“You had me disable the feed from her room.”
“Fuck, I’ll watch it later.” When I’m alone.
Sasha tends to talk to me. On the off chance that she said something today, I don’t want my men hearing.
It’s bad enough that Sasha makes me weak, but having my men know it will be the nail in my coffin.
“Then bring up all the monitors across the property. How did she get out without anyone seeing her?”
A few seconds later, on the monitor in front of me, Sasha can be seen going in the opposite direction she did the last time she tried to escape. This time the camera switches to the back hall, the one only the servants use.
I let out a breath. She’s still in the house.
All the doors are locked in that wing; the only way out is with a key. No one on my staff would be dumb enough to help her.
