Page 24 of Not Afraid to Trust Again
As soon as I returned to my patrol car, I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I frowned when I noticed the multiple missed calls from Kanae. She never called back to back like that. I checked for a text message or voicemail from her, but there were none.
My heart palpitated as I dialed her number. I had an empty feeling in my stomach when it went straight to voicemail. I tried again and got the same result. Something in my gut told me something had gone wrong, but before I panicked, I went to look for her. I knew she had to work, so I made a U-turn in the middle of the street to head to the pharmacy. I parked out front and headed inside.
“Hey, sheriff. Can I help you with something?” Kia asked as I approached the counter.
“I’m looking for Kanae. Is she here?”
“No. I think she left.”
My brows wrinkled. It was strange for her to leave early, but I didn’t ask any more questions because I knew Kanae wouldn’t have told Kia anything personal.
“Thanks.”
I walked out and headed to my car. Multiple things ran through my mind, but I still didn’t let myself panic. Maybe she had some morning sickness, so she went home to relax. That was the only place she could be, so I headed there.
As I drove to her place, I tried calling again, but it still went to voicemail. I wanted to think she forgot to charge it, or she turned it off to get some rest. I wasn’t sure why she wouldn’t just saythat in a message or something, but maybe she forgot. I tried not to let my thoughts go too far off the deep end, but it was getting harder the longer I couldn’t reach her.
When I arrived at her house, I didn’t see her car, but that didn’t stop me from getting out of the car and knocking on her door. My knocks went unanswered, and I didn’t see anything unusual when I peeked through her window. Not knowing what else to do, I sat on the porch and called my brother.
“What’s up?” He answered on the third ring.
“Hey, Bro. I know you are probably busy, but have you seen or heard from Elise?”
“Janae called and said she had to go to the pharmacy to pick her up. She said she was taking her to the hospital but didn’t tell me why.”
My blood boiled, but I was also worried as hell. What would make her go to the hospital and not be able to drive herself? Fuck! Was she calling me to take her and I didn’t answer?
“What? And you didn’t think to call me?”
I was pissed at my brother for not saying anything. If he had called, it would have saved me time from driving all over town looking for her.
“I’m going to let your anger slide because I know it’s misdirected. I didn’t call you because I assumed Kanae would have called you. If it were something that serious, Janae would have called you. Instead of you being pissed at me, maybe you need to drive to the hospital and find out what’s going on for yourself.”
I looked at the phone when I heard it hang up. Kaleb wasn’t one to hang up on people, especially me, but I pissed him off, and I couldn’t blame him for being mad. I would have to apologize to him later.
I put my phone back in my pocket and walked to my car. The hospital was only ten minutes away, but I put my police lights on and sped as fast as I could until I got there.
My thoughts were all over the place as I drove. I even tried calling again, knowing the outcome. As soon as I arrived, I parked in the front and rushed inside.
“Sheriff Mills, can I help you?” the receptionist asked when I made it to the front desk.
“I’m looking for Kanae Tate. I’m not sure if she’s in the emergency room or what.”
While she tapped on her keyboard, I rubbed the top of my head and paced the short distance in front of her desk. I wanted to tell her to hurry up, but that would be rude to rush her.
After less than a minute, she looked up. “Sheriff, it looks like she’s in room 112.”
“Thank you.”
I walked through the double doors to find her room. I guess it was a good thing she wasn’t on the maternity floor, but that still didn’t stop me from worrying until I could lay eyes on her. Before I reached the room, I spotted Janae in the hallway.
“Janae.”
She stopped and turned around.
“Hey, Kyden.”
Her flat tone made my heart drop to my feet. It was a stark contrast from the typically cheerful person she usually was.
