“Jace—”
“Save it, Toby. I told you that we’d get Oli back. We just had to give him time. You didn’t want to listen to me, so do it your way. I can’t watch you throw your life away. I love you too much for that.”
I watch Jace walk into the house, my heart in my throat. I had no idea I was hurting him like this. I know he cares about Oliver as much as I do. It’s obvious. But I never considered what my actions did to Jace.
Now I feel like the world’s biggest asshole.
My phone ringing the next morning jerks me from a deep sleep. I reach out for it blindly until my hand closes around it. “Hello?” I answer without looking at the caller ID.
“It’s Leland.”
I sit straight up in bed. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you home?”
“I’m at Jace’s. Leland, tell me what’s wrong.”
“I can’t find Oliver. He wasn’t at home when I woke up, he’s not at work, and he won’t answer his phone. I’ve been looking for over two hours.”
“What’s his number?” I say, swinging my legs out of bed.
“I’m not supposed?—”
“What’s the number, Leland?” I walk into Jace’s office, and he looks up with a frown until he sees the panicked look on my face. “Now.” Leland rattles off the number. “I’ll call you back.”
“What’s going on, Toby?” Jace asks.
“Leland can’t find Oliver.”
“What do you mean he can’t find him?”
“As in, he’s fucking missing.” I dial another number and run my fingers through my hair as I wait.
“Montgomery,” they answer.
“Kristian. I need you to track a number for me.”
“Toby, I already told you I can’t break the law so you can stalk your boyfriend.”
“He’s fucking missing, Kris. Didn’t you break the law by using your detective resources to try and find Felix?”
“Fuck. What is it?” I give him the number and hear him typing in the background. “His location is turned off.”
“Dig deeper.”
“I have to have a warrant for this shit, Toby. I’d have to call the cell phone company to get them to turn his location on.”
“Then do it.” I start pacing, and Jace is staring at me with a mix of concern and confusion.
“No. This is where I draw the line. I ignored the fact that you’ve been openly stalking this poor guy. I talked that asshole out of pressing charges last night. I’ve covered for you more times than I can count. Please don’t make me feel like shit because I don’t want to risk my job.”
“He could be hurt, Kristian!”
Jace jerks the phone from my hand, ignoring my glare. “What’s going on, Kris?” Jace looks at me and pulls me into his arms. “I’ll handle it. Thanks, man.” He hangs up the call and lies my phone on the desk. “We’ll find him.”
“How? We have no clue where he might be.”
“We’ll go over and talk to Leland. Between the three of us, I’m sure we can figure out where he could be at. His location is off, so he’s not hurt and turned it off so he wouldn’t be found, Toby.”