Page 116 of Badd Baby

On the pillow was a sheet of paper towel, scribbled on in neat, female block letters with a Sharpie.

There were three words: It wasn't you.

Wow, what a relief.

I'm saved from my obsession.

Not.

I'm more confused and worried than ever, especially after her meltdown last night, or this morning.

I had to find her and figure out what was going on.

My phone rang—I slapped at the nightstand blindly, found my phone, stabbing at the answer button without reading the caller ID.

"H'lo?"

"Dane?" It was a female voice I didn't recognize.

"Yeah? Who's this?"

"Raquel. Rune's friend?"

"Oh, right," I said, sitting up, confused yet again. "Uh, what's up?"

"So, Lindsey never came back to her room last night."

"She, uh, slept here with me. Not with me, with me, but with me." I slapped my forehead. "She was here last night. She's not here now, though."

"Shit. Her phone's going right to voicemail."

“Well she's had me blocked for months, so I dunno."

"Dammit. I'm worried about her. She's not been herself lately."

I cleared my throat. "Honestly, I’m worried too. She, uh, she had a bit of a breakdown last night, around three."

Raquel was silent for a second. "She…she did?"

“Yeah. Big one. Hyperventilating, crying, the whole nine yards. Wouldn't tell me shit, but what else is new."

"Not good," Raquel said. "Not good at all."

"Where would she go?" I asked.

"That's just thing—I dunno. But we have to find her."

"Let me call my cousin, Jax. He can help."

"He can? How?"

"Well, he's my Uncle Xavier's protegé, which means he's sort of a world-class hacker. He can find her."

"Is hacking even a thing anymore?" she asked.

I laughed. "Y'know, that's a good question. I dunno. I just know he can do just about anything that involves a computer. He can help find her."

"Can you guys meet us at our hotel? We're at the new Old Toby."

"Yeah," I said. "We’ll be there ASAP."

Well…shit.

This isn't good.