Page 84 of Enthrall Climax
“Give us a minute,” Shay told Sue. He waited until she was out of earshot before speaking to me. “Mia is not at her desk in marketing.”
A chill ran up my spine. “Maybe she went to get a coffee?”
“We’re checking the cameras.”
I reached into my pocket and brought out my phone to call her. The ringtone immediately sent me to voicemail. “Mia, call me right now. This is urgent.”
“I left her a voicemail, too.”
“We’re idiots.” I shook my head at the ridiculousness of our panic. “Her GPS?”
“What GPS?”
“The one I forgot to tell you about.” I brought up the app on my phone. “She’s in the staff coffee room.” I breathed a sigh of relief as I flipped my phone around to let Shay see the blip.
“My people checked the coffee room.”
“Well, this says she’s in there.” I needed to get out of this suffocating basement and to Mia’s floor. I needed to see she was safe. “Check the cameras anyway.”
“On it.” Shay followed me into the elevator.
We quickly arrived in marketing and I stormed toward the break room.
It was empty.
This made no sense.
There, on the coffee table, was Mia’s Rolex.
A shiver of dread owned my body as I picked it up and clutched it in my palm. This was definitely hers. My gaze searched the room for any sign of a struggle or anything that might stand out. Nothing was out of place…though there was a magazine on the floor.
I picked it up and turned it over. It was a copy ofTime Magazine,the cover featuring Lt. Colonel Warren who was being hailed as a war hero after his tour of duty in Afghanistan. There was an entire exposé on him and I made a mental note to tell Henry; he’d probably like to read it.
For now, I threw it back onto the stack and turned to face Shay. “This is her watch.”
“Let’s stay calm.”
I tucked her watch into my pocket.
“Cole—”
“Why would she take it off?”
“Maybe this is her rebelling again?” He shrugged. “She’s moving to your department soon.”
I focused on reducing the cortisol levels surging in my brain, stress hormones that were ruining my ability to let clarity guide me. I ran over Mia’s mood this morning. She was excited about the move.
“Something’s wrong.”
“You know what she’s like,” Shay countered.
I pressed my hand to my chest to sense her.
“She’s done this before, ran off without her security detail.”
“Whoever took her knew she was being tracked through her watch.”
“Let’s not go there yet.”
