Page 86 of Believing in a Billionaire
She sucked in a breath. “I’m still worried. But there’s nothing I can do at this point. He has to come back on his own. Or with Max dragging him back.”
He chuckled at her statement. “Okay. As long as you promise to rest.”
“I promise. I’ll go home and wait to hear from Max.”
He smiled at her before he kissed her lips. “Good. I hate that I need to run to the office, but I will feel much better if you’re safe.”
“It’s okay. Don’t feel bad about having to put out a fire at the office. It’s fine.”
“It’s not fine. I hate it, but it’s my life.”
“Yes, it is,” she said with a nod. She’d known that when she’d married him. She didn’t mind the long hours, though she hated how much it seemed to wear on him lately. “Now, come on, you need to drop me off at home so I can worry from the comfort of my own bed.”
“When you get home,” he said as they made their way through the cabin to the front door, “you should go to sleep, not stay up and worry.”
“I’ll worry while I wait up for you.”
“No, you shouldn’t wait up for me. Besides, I don’t know how long I’ll be.”
“That bad?” she asked as she slid into the passenger seat.
He climbed behind the wheel and fired the engine. “Nothing I can’t handle.”
Within an hour, they were back at the house. Despite her protestations, he insisted on settling her in bed before he left.
She let her head fall back into the pillows with a sigh as he strode from the room. The images she’d seen at the cabin played over and over in her mind. She flicked on the light and sat up, grabbing her phone.
She opened the video and played it again. She paused as Kyle glanced over his shoulder. She stared at his face, trying to read any emotion in it. Was that fear clouding his eyes? Upset? Anger?
Her heart sank as she stared at it, wishing he’d call and tell her he was fine.
Tears stung her eyes, and she clicked off the display. Something didn’t sit right with her, but she couldn’t deny that the video clearly showed him climbing into the car without being forced.
She chewed her lower lip as she white-knuckled the phone. The creaking door drew her attention across the room.
Alicia peeked in. “Still up?”
“Yeah,” Julia answered. “Come in.”
Alicia sidled to the bed and collapsed on the edge with a sigh. “Nothing at the cabin, I guess?”
Julia shook her head. “No, but Alex found a video of Kyle leaving the hospital.”
Julia queued it on her phone and passed it to Alicia.
Alicia studied it before she clicked off the display and handed it back to Julia. “Mystery solved. The doc took off.”
“That’s your professional assessment?”
Alicia slid her eyes sideways. “Uh, it’s pretty obvious. He got in the car and left.”
“With some random person.”
“Who he may know,” Alicia pointed out.
Julia shook her head. “No. There’s something about this video that bothers me. He’s…stiff or something. And the way he turns back to glance at the hospital. I don’t know. Something’s off.”
“It could be anyone. A friend, a colleague. People get into cars with other people all the time.”
