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“You heard him. Yes. Okay.”
I turn the corner into the kitchen in time to see my mom hang up the phone.
“Give it here.” Dad holds his hand out, and Mom gives him the handset.
He dials three numbers, then puts the phone to his ear, his free hand settling on my mom’s shoulder.
They haven’t seen me yet, so I stay where I am, listening.
“Yes. I need to report—” Dad’s voice hitches, and Mom presses her hands over her mouth. “I need to report a missing person.”
A missing person.
“… Eklund… My daughter…”
My sister.
“She was last seen…”
Freya is missing.
I take a step back.
“Comet, yes, the club.” Mom’s shoulders are shaking, and Dad’s knuckles whiten around the phone. “We didn’t know she was going…”
I did.
I knew.
“Her friend just got home ten minutes ago. Her parents thought the girls were in bed.” Dad’s head sags forward. “Kay thinks they were drugged. She doesn’t remember how she ended up at another friend’s house. But—But Freya, my girl, she wasn’t with her.”
Freya got separated.
“I know it hasn’t been twenty-four hours.” Dad’s tone changes. “I will call the mayor?—”
I should have stopped her.
Mom turns away from Dad with a whimper and spots me.
I don’t hear the rest of what my dad says because Mom rushes toward me and throws her arms around me, hugging me tighter than she’s ever hugged me before.
* * *
The cop givesus one last look before he steps out the door, shutting it behind him.
The only reason he’s even here is because Dad has money.
The cop asked questions and wrote down our answers, but I don’t think he really believes she’s missing and not just partying.
There’s no news.
No signs of Freya.
She’s been missing since yesterday morning.
* * *
My fist poundsagainst the locked back door.
