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“Thanks.” Gabe patted Poirot’s head. “Let’s get Buck and go find Chloe.”
Poirot barked.
The front desk officer said, “I’ll call up.”
Two minutes later, Buck showed up, and they left in Gabe’s squad car.
As they drove to the park, Buck asked, “Why would Chloe be at that park today?”
“I don’t know, but the fact that Josh isn’t answering either has me worried.”
“Maybe they just don’t want big brother disturbing their moment.”
“Then why did Poirot come to the police station?”
“He . . . got loose?”
Gabe threw Buck a glower. Buck knew better.
“Just trying to keep you levelheaded.”
They arrived at the park and found Chloe’s Pilot with the hatch open.
Gabe’s insides were more unsettled than they’d been since a year ago when a crazy psychopath had threatened Aliza.God, please let Chloe be okay.
They jumped out of the cruiser. “Chloe!” Gabe opened the back door for Poirot. “Find Chloe.”
Poirot jumped out and ran toward Chloe’s vehicle and then to the grass by a picnic table. He sat down and barked.
Gabe ran over. “What is it, buddy?”
Poirot nosed the ground and picked up an object.
Gabe reached for it. “Drop it.”
Poirot dropped Chloe’s phone into his hand.
“Find Chloe.”
Poirot barked and ran into the parking lot and sat.
Where was Gabe’s little sister? Had someone actually taken her?
Chapter Nine
Chloerubbedherheadas she woke up. Her head was foggy. Where was she? What was going on?
The sun shone brightly down on her; she could feel its warmth. If it were the fireplace, the heat would be coming from the side. Why was she sleeping outside?
She opened her eyes and tried to lift herself up. Her body was weak, and everything before her was a blurry brown.
Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes. Things finally began to come into focus. Trees. The woods? Why was she out here?
A cliff towered behind her, and the forest floor was laid out before her. Where was she? How did she get here?
She couldn’t remember anything.Think, Chloe.The last thing she remembered was sitting in the chair at Gabe’s house this morning. Was that this morning?
She checked her watch. Twelve thirty-five. Lunch time? That explained why her stomach was growling. If she was in the woods, didn’t she have her pack? Maybe some food and water—
