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Killian needed to get his fucking hands off her.
“The green room’s back there,” Lacey responded.
I narrowed my gaze, calculating how long it would take me to get through the mob of people crowding around the stage, hoping for one more glimpse of Wicked Ways.
“I asked them to head to the green room, Mr. Vizier, to avoid the crush of fans waiting for them. They hadn’t decided if they would mingle and sign autographs or head out afterward,” Trixie explained.
“I thought we’d get to see Hazel afterward,” Gran said, sounding as unhappy as I felt about this new development.
“I’ll go back and get her,” I assured her. Besides, I wanted to talk to Killian and give him my thanks in person.
My annoyance increased as we fought our way through the crowd. If I’d fucking known she was going to head this way after singing I’d have already been there. And if you weren’t late you would have known that, my conscience reminded me.
Fucking hell. It wasn’t wrong.
Once Mike okayed us, the security detail hired by the bar at the doors leading to the green room’s hallway let us through. I shoved the door open so hard it bounced off the wall behind it.
Trixie quickly showed her badge to the security V&S Productions had placed in the green room as they jumped into action to stop us from entering.
“What a way to make an entrance,” Isaiah grinned.
I glared at him.
“You were right, J. Hazel’s something else.” Dante held up his hand for a high-five.
I strode past him not bothering to acknowledge his greeting. “It’s Jareth.” My gaze swept the room, not seeing Hazel in the small space.
Killian walked in through a side door. “Jareth, I take back all the shit I said. Your girl was on fire tonight.” The absence of his typical smirk let me know he was serious. “I’m surprised to see you.”
The chill that I’d felt earlier filled my veins with ice. “Why? Where’s Hazel?”
Killian’s brow furrowed. “She just left a few minutes ago with your guy Tony. He’d said you had an emergency and that they needed to get her out of here.”
I ripped my phone out of my pocket. “Fuck,” I muttered when Tony didn’t answer. Next, I dialed Dex.
“Jareth. Hazel sounded amazing even from out here.” His genuine joy for Hazel had me almost convinced he didn’t know she was gone.
“Where’s Tony?” I growled.
“Out back. I checked in with him about twenty minutes ago, and he gave me the all-clear. What happened?” Dex’s voice grew sharp.
“Hazel’s missing. The band said she left with Tony.”
Dex sucked in a breath. “That’s news to me.”
“Have you seen Terri?”
“No, I’ve been here at the entrance all night. There’s no way he’d have gotten by without me seeing him.”
“Call Tony and get right back to me.” My instincts screamed at me that something was wrong.
Killian stood by my side. “What do you need?”
I didn’t want to believe I was right about the accusations that pounded through my head, but with what I found in that journal, there was no way I was wrong. “I don’t know yet.”
“I’ll do whatever you need.” It was nice to know when the chips were down I could count on him.
My fingertips dug into my scalp as I waited for Dex’s call. “I’m fairly certain I know who killed my father and it’s fucking likely I tipped him off tonight.”
