Page 60 of Park Avenue Princess

“I can’t think of a reason she wouldn’t be.”

At that point, my father returns with a small box, handing it to me. “These are all the flash drives, dated, containing all the information you’ll need.” I take the box as dad looks at each one of us. “What’s going on? Has something happened?”

“We think Guy’s father is gone, fled, we don’t exactly know,” I say. “Several of his accounts have been liquidated and no one can reach him. He’s not responding to any calls or texts.”

“And Mary Ellen? How is she?”

“Not sure,” Guy answers. “I’ll call her and have her come home. She, well, their home actually isn’t far from here.”

“Yes, I know,” Dad states then looks thoughtful. “Michael wouldn’t be so obvious as to flee in his own private jet, and going out to the Hamptons to his boat would prove fruitless as well.”

“I can’t imagine where the hell he’d go. I guess I just can’t imagine this happening at all.”

“Hey.” I place my palm on Guy’s cheek, offering whatever reassurance and strength I can. “Call your mom, have her come home and we’ll meet her there. I’ll check with Hollis and see if he’s notified authorities to watch the airport.”

Guy nods before excusing himself, walking toward the foyer to call his mother. I turn to my parents. “Dad, any idea where he could’ve gone or what his plan may be?”

He shakes his head. “I’m afraid not. We haven’t exactly been on friendly terms lately. We stuck to business, that’s it. Vince Carmichael may be the better person to question.”

I nod. “I’ll call Hollis now.”

Moments later, calls made, Guy and I have a plan.

We say good bye to my parents and begin to walk the few blocks over to meet his mother at her home.

One way or another, a resolution is in sight.

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