Page 157 of Rush the Edge

I pull my attention back to River. Have I seen her? So he isn’t specifically looking for her at my place?

“No.” Something doesn’t feel right. “Doesn’t she have an appointment?”

River runs a hand through his sweaty hair. “Yeah, but I was on a run, and Dr. Gibson called me to ask where she was. She didn’t show.”

My chest screams for air. “What do you mean she didn’t show?”

Without waiting for his explanation, I dial her number while heading out the door. We’re both in the elevator a second later, Daisy’s soft voice from a years-old recorded voicemail hits my ears, and I clench my jaw.

River and I walk through their apartment door.

“I’ve already searched here,” he says.

“Well, did she take an Uber?” I shake my head and call Malaki for Reese’s number. Unsurprisingly, they’re together, and Reese says she hasn’t heard from Daisy all day.

“I’ve already called her best friend from back home too, just in case,” River adds. “She has no idea where Daisy is.”

“Well, we need to go search the route she would have taken to the appointment. I thought you were going with her?” I ask.

It’s hard to hide the anger in my voice. My worry is coming out in all sorts of different shades of red, and if River can tell, he doesn’t mention it.

“I don’t know if you’ve forgotten,” he snaps, “but Daisy is pretty independent. She didn’t want me to tag along.”

A frustrated growl tears from my chest as I pull up the cameras. It’ll show me what time she left at least, and then we can figure out if she was heading to her appointment.

River comes and stands over my shoulder. “This isn’t creepy at all,” he mutters. “Do I even want to know why you have access to the security cameras?”

“They’re mine,” I answer.

“Wait, what?”

I go back through the footage until I see the elevator open, ignoring River’s questions. He’s always believed that the cameras were security from the apartment building, and I let him believe it, unwilling to dig into Miles’s shit.

Daisy appears on the screen with her lip tucked in between her teeth as she steps off the elevator towards her apartment. She nibbles on it worryingly, and as soon as the next person comes into the frame, I know exactly why.

My heart stops.

There’s a cracking sound from the bones in my hand with how hard I squeeze my phone.

“Is that Miles?” River pulls the phone from my grip. “I haven’t seen him in years. What the hell is he doing with Daisy?”

Fuck.

“What the hell?” River mumbles beside me. “Are they together? Like a couple?”

I’d kill my own brother over her.

Without answering, I pull the phone back into my hand and quickly switch the footage to my apartment. I scroll further back in time until I see him walk off the elevator toward my apartment. He knocks twice, and the door opens.

“Why is Daisy at your place?” River asks, glancing at the time on the footage. “At six in the morning?”

I press the sound button.

“With nothing but an oversized t-shirt on? Did Malaki fuck my sister again?”

“Will you shut the hell up?” I snap, already on edge.

I’ll admit, the thought pisses me off, even if I know it’s not true.

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