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Call me, asshole.
I get my car and go to the jewelry store which is closed. It’s the middle of the fucking day.
Esterhazy owns this building and lives over the store. A perk of being rich as fuck; I can find most things.
I ring the doorbell and after a while it buzzes.
A strange feeling swoops over me as I climb the fucking stairs. When I reach the floor, I bang on the door and the jeweler opens it.
Her eyes are bloodshot, and she looks scared, pissed the fuck off, hungry for blood.
Harry glares. “You.”
“Where the fuck is Magdalena?”
“She’s gone. And it’s your fault.”
I push her inside the apartment and slam the door. “What do you mean gone? Where? Her place is empty.”
“Both are,” she says. “And it’s your fucking fault. You and that other hot piece, Jac.”
“She took off and it’s my fault? I didn’t fucking threaten her. Maybe she ripped us all off.”
“You know?”
“Know what?”
“That we…we swapped the necklace. It’s gone, too. I should have had it.”
I’m too shocked to do anything but stare. Normally, I’d have a gun to her head. But how? When?
“She stole my fucking necklace—”
“Not yours or Jac’s.”
“—and took off with it? She fucked you over and me and Jac. I might not kill her. He will.”
Actually, I’m not sure about that, not with Cat being the object of ire, but the more fear in this woman the better.
“No. Lena wouldn’t do that. Not to me,” she says.
“Yeah, sweetheart, to you.”
Her eyes narrow. “I’m not your anything dickwad. And not me. I grew up with her. We’ve had each other’s backs our entire lives. She’d screw you over, but not me.”
“So you say.”
“So I know,” she snaps. “Shewas stolen.”
“You don’t steal people, Harriet.”
“Kidnapped, whatever. We were meant to leave two days after we saw you. She was meant to call. She didn’t. Her locket and ring are here. If she was gonna run off, that would be gone, too. It meant the most to her. Also, your friend Jac came by and hassled me. Said something about he didn’t trust her. And he wanted the necklace.”
“That’s Jac being Jac. If he thought Cat had the Heart of Dark Desires, he’d yell at me, and probably threaten her.” I shake my head. “But Jac thinks I have it. I think—thought—I had it.”
“He came here, said he’d find her, and stormed off.” She swallows. “We were going to leave the country. Everything was planned and she…she didn’t show. All her clothes, personal items are gone, but not the things in the safe, here. There are jewels worth millions and an item—locket and the ring—worth memories. Like I said, she wouldn’t go voluntarily without those things. One means money, one means something.”
“So…” I don’t know what to say. My brain’s speeding fast, careening around corners. I’m already sending out three levels of searches for her in my head, and Damon can—
