I love you, Hannah
Cullen felt bile rise in his throat. What the fuck was going on? He would have bet his life that Hannah would have never acted like this.
“Do you have any idea who this friend is?”
Rhys dropped into a chair and shook his head. Cullen could tell Hannah’s brother was in shock as much as he was.
“We’ll get her back,” Cullen said.
Rhys sat still. “What did I do?”
“I don’t think it was you. I think I fucked up, and I’ll do whatever I can to make it up to her and get her back where she belongs.”
“What do we do now?”
“I’ll go to her office and see if there’s anything I can find. I’ll call if I get something,” Cullen said and headed back to the office.
He ran into Lacey and Cason in the hallway on the way to Hannah’s office.
“Hey, what’s up?” Cason asked.
“We can’t find Hannah.” Cullen saw Lacey press a hand to her mouth. “Do you know anything, honey?”
Lacey shook her head. “Not really. She was acting funny the last time I saw her. When she was lost and everyone was out looking for her.”
“Funny how?”
“She talked about a fork in the road, and she picked the one where she was alone. She talked about giving her brother a chance to live his life without taking care of her. She said it was best for the two of you to stay away from each other because she just kept hurting you.” Lacey started to cry and cuddled up against Cason’s chest. “She talked about being pathetic. She said there were things you still didn’t know. I’m scared for her.”
Cullen nodded. “I am, too. But we’ll find her.”
“Tell us if there is anything we can help with,” Cason said.
“Would she have happened to tell you about any other place she would go to someone she’d visit?”
Lacey shook her head. “No, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. We’ll find her.”
Cason slapped his back. “Go get your woman.”
Cullen walked into Hannah’s office, sat down on her chair, and looked around. He looked through the garbage and tried to get into her computer, but he couldn’t figure out the password.
He saw nothing suspicious at first but then saw a pad of paper with indents on it. He used the side of the lead on the pencil to shade the words she’d written.
His heart dropped when he saw a bus station phone number and the time a bus would leave. He couldn’t tell where it said it was going, but he could check with the bus station. There was a faint word at the bottom that said, Kiera.
She had never mentioned anyone with that name before. He pulled out his phone and dialed Rhys.
“Hey, it looks like she took a bus out of town.”
“Holy fuck,” Rhys said. “She’s never ridden on one before, much less by herself.”
“I know. I’m trying not to think about it too much, or I’ll go crazy. I found a pad of paper with the name Kiera on it. Do you know anyone with that name?”
“God, I vaguely remember it, but I’m not sure where. Let me think about it.”
“Okay, I will check a few more things before I head to the bus station. At least then we’ll know where’s she’s at.”