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“No, I swear I didn’t know she was yours. I promise. I was only following orders.” He swallows thickly, eyes darting around.
I don’t let my mind wander as he talks—it wouldn’t help anything. Ruby is gone, and I can’t find her, probably won’t ever be able to find her, but to know that Wryn was there the same night doesn’t sound like a coincidence.
“How did you get her to follow you to the alley?” I know all the details, but apparently, I’m a glutton for punishment, wanting to hear them all over again.
“I was given a piece of paper to hand her.”
“And you didn’t read it?”
“No. I didn’t know then that I should. I didn’t know,” he says again, shaking his head. “I think they might have been friends. The two girls. I saw them talking right before she went outside with me.”
“This is crucial information that should have been told to me when it happened.”
I’m struggling to keep my emotions under control. I want to pummel him. Logically, I know it’s not his fault. He was, after all, the messenger. But this was done to fuck with me.
“I don’t know how he found out.” I seethe.
“Who?” Dean asks, but I ignore him.
I had been seeing her a couple of months. And he took her because of me. I know it, but I can’t prove it.
“Do you know where she went once you put her in the vehicle?”
“No, I never saw her again.”
“Get out,” I tell him.
He quickly stands, staring down at me. I glance up, eyebrows raised.
“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”
“It’s worth nothing now.” As he leaves, I cross the office to pour myself a glass of whatever I find first.
So, Ruby and Wryn knew each other. I’m itching to get that file now and see what I can find.
Why did Wryn not show up on any searches I did on Ruby?
I carry my drink out, slowly walking to my room. I feel like I’m in a daze, finding out information like this. It’s not a coincidence; it can’t be. For them to know each other and then Wryn to show up at Blue Light and then here, it has to mean something.
My bet is, she’s looking for Ruby now, and God help her because I’ve been looking since the night she disappeared.
I stop outside Wryn’s door. Jimmy is standing guard, and I nod at him. He grips the knob, and I shake my head, waving him away. I grasp it, turning, and push the door open. Wryn glances at me from where she’s sitting beside the window seat, resting her chin on top of her hands, looking out on the yard outside. She faces the gardens across from the side drive, and they are beautiful right now, captivating even, to look at. For all my father’s faults, he loved pretty things. Collected them. Art, flowers, women. But when they lose their beauty, what happens to them?
“What are you doing here?” she asks, turning and hugging her knees to her chest on the floor.
I cross over to her, standing above as I look down at her, and then take a sip of my drink.
“What’s your name?” I ask.
She shakes her head, confused. “Wryn. You know that.”
“What’s your real name?” I quickly dart my tongue out to my bottom lip, tasting liquor as she debates on what to tell me.
“Willa,” she says finally.
“Willa.” I roll the name around in my mouth.
“Kathryn is my middle name; it’s where Wryn comes from. I mean, itwasmy middle name. I had it all legally changed to Wryn a year ago, so Wryn is my real name.”
