Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
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“Honey, I’m home!” I grin as I walk through the kitchen. I expected to see Jules in here, starting dinner, just because she said she was making my favorite tonight, but she must be in the shower or something. She didn’t answer my call on the way home, but I didn’t think too much of it.
Although she never called me back, either.
Frowning, I saunter down the hallway to our bedroom, then through to our bathroom.
No Jules.
“Jules?” I call out as I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial her number again. It rings and rings, then goes to voicemail.
After checking the backyard and confirming she’s not here, I call the restaurant.
“Sage & Citrus, this is Christy.”
“Hey, it’s Brooks. Is Jules still there?”
“Oh no, she left a couple of hours ago.”
“If she calls, or pops in there, will you please tell her I’m looking for her?”
“Of course. Hey, maybe she stopped at the bookstore. Sometimes she gets caught chatting in there.”
Okay, my heart calms down with that reminder. “Good thought, I’ll call there. Thanks, Christy.”
After hanging up, I call my sister, who answers on the third ring.
“Hi, biggest brother, what’s up?”
“Are you at the bookstore?”
“Yep.” She pops the P at the end of the word.
“Is Jules there?”
“No, I haven’t seen her.”
What in the actual fuck?
“Is everything okay?” Billie asks, her voice turning more serious.
“I don’t know. I can’t find her, and she’s not answering my calls or texts. She’s not at home and not at the restaurant. If she’s not with you, where could she be?”
“The grocery store? The post office? A doctor’s appointment?”
“Okay, you’ve made your point, but she was going to meet me here. At home. Something’s not right, Bee.”
“Take a deep breath. I’ll try calling her too.”
“I’m calling the brothers.”
I hang up and call each of my brothers, but every single one of them says they haven’t seen or heard from her either.
When I hang up with my parents with the same result, I want to throw my phone across the room. Because panic is starting to set in. Where. The fuck. Is my wife?
“Fuck!”
Something is wrong. Jules doesn’t disappear like this. She always has her phone on her or returns my call fairly quickly.
There’s a knock on my front door, but before I can open it, Billie comes striding through with Beckett and Skyla on her heels.
“We’re all coming to help,” Beck says. “How long has she been missing?”
“We don’t know—” Billie begins, but I cut her off.
“She left the restaurant a couple of hours ago. I was supposed to meet her here.”
Bridger and Dani file in, and then Harper and Blake behind them. Blake’s still in scrubs, and he’s scowling.
“Where the fuck is she?” he demands.
“We don’t know yet,” Billie replies.
“Maybe she went for one of her walks and forgot her phone?” Skyla asks.
“Her phone isn’t here,” I reply.
“But it’s not impossible,” Bridger adds. “I’ll make some calls.”
He steps out of the room, and all I can do is stare at the people I love so much.
“I don’t know what to do.” I rub my chest, over where my heart thumps in overtime. “Fuck, I don’t know what to do.”
“She’s fine,” Billie insists. “She’s just not hearing her phone. Maybe she really did have to run to the store.”
“She’d be back my now,” I growl. “I’m going to tear this town apart.”
“No need,” Bridge says, shaking his head. “I just spoke with Chase Wild. He’s getting some eyes out there, in case she’s taking that walk.”
“I’m texting Christy,” Billie adds. “Just asked her to check the upstairs of the restaurant.”
Harper flips on my lights, since the sun has gone down and it’s getting dark.
“She could be hurt,” I mutter, my hands moving in and out of fists, as I pace back and forth in the living room. “What if her car went off the road?”
“Her car is in the driveway,” Blake reminds me. “I’ll call the hospital and see if anyone with her description is in the ER.”
He walks away to make that call.
When my own phone rings, I blink at Chase’s name and answer it. “Please tell me you found her.”
“I’m sorry, no. I’m checking in to see if she came home.”
“No, not yet. Can I file a missing person’s report?”
“Not until it’s been twenty-four hours.” His voice is grim. “But I have our guys looking for her unofficially while they’re out on patrol. Tell me what you know.”
I run it down for him, feeling the frustration swell as I go through it all over again, my family listening in.
“Let’s keep each other posted,” Chase says. “I’m sure she’s fine. We just have to find her.”
I hang up, and our gazes fly to the front door when it opens, and Millie and Holden walk in.
Fuck.
“We drove all over town just now,” Holden says grimly. “We didn’t see her.”
“I’m going out of my motherfucking mind.”
“I get it.” Holden claps me on the shoulder, and I know he does.
Millie was missing once, trapped in a deep hole on his property, and we all rallied together to find her, riding our horses over a hundred thousand acres. Holden was as out of his mind as I am now.
“Who has Birdie and Bryce?” I ask Dani.
“Your parents. They’re on standby, and want to be updated, but we didn’t want the kids here when everyone’s afraid.”
I nod and let out a breath.
Come on, Wildfire. Where the fuck are you?
I’m going to spank her ass until it glows for scaring me like this.
The door opens again, and Connor strides in, followed by Miller and Simon, his security team.
It’s a full fucking house.
“Any word?” Connor asks me as he presses a kiss to his wife’s forehead.
“No.”
“If you give me Juliet’s cell number, I can track her location,” Simon says, pulling his laptop out of a bag I didn’t notice him carrying. “As long as it’s on, I can see where she is.”
Thank fuck.
He boots up the computer, and I stand behind him as I give him her number.
“It takes just a minute,” he murmurs.
I push my hands through my hair and look up at the ceiling, but then Miller, who’s looking over Simon’s shoulder, says, “Has anyone checked the house across the street?”
Not bothering to answer or even look at anyone else, I take off at a sprint, through the door and across the street.
She’d better be okay.