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“Sorry for what?Evie!”
“Goodbye.”
“Evie—wait!”
The line went silent. I called back, but it rang once and dropped right into voicemail. I called again while running through the rink and out to the car. When she still wouldn’t answer as I started the car, I dialed 911.
“Nine-one-one. State your emergency.”
“I need someone to go to my house. Forty-four Rosewood Lane.”
“Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
“I think my fiancée is in danger.”
“Is someone going to hurt her?”
“No. I’m afraid she might hurt herself.”
CHAPTER 32
The Coward
Fox
“You’ve got to be freaking kidding me…”
“Took you long enough to open the damn door.” Opal brushed past me.
My mother at least had the decency to look like she felt bad showing up unannounced. She kissed my cheek before walking in. “Sorry we didn’t call first. But this is necessary, Fox.”
I wasn’t happy, but I stepped back and held out my hand for her to walk in.
She smiled sadly. “Thank you.”
I stole a glance next door before shutting myself inside with two women I was in no condition to talk to. No sign of Josie.
In the kitchen, my mother was already fixing a pot of coffee, and Opal was cleaning up the mess I’d made over the last two days. This wasn’t good. They were already synchronized and had a plan of attack. Meanwhile, I felt unbalanced. The food I’d eaten sometime in the middle of the night was threatening to make an appearance, and my head was already starting to pound, though I wasn’t quite sober yet. I was no match for these two in my current state. But it wasn’t like I could sober up fast, so I went the other direction. I swiped the fifth of whiskey from the counter, twisted off the cheap plastic cap, and swigged back as much as I could get down.
Opal shook her head. “At least buy the good stuff. That crap will kill ya.”
“Next time, bring it with you. Or better yet, don’t come at all.”
With the table clear, Opal motioned to the chairs. “Why don’t we sit down?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Not if you want us to leave anytime soon.”
I frowned and pulled the chair out.
Mom stayed at the coffeemaker, waiting for it to finish brewing.
“What happened?” Opal asked.
“Ray said something that pissed me off, so I hit him. Cops came.”
“Not that. We don’t care about Ray. Someone should’ve walloped that snake a long time ago. What happened with Josie that set you on a tear?”
