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CHAPTER TWENTY

Sean

I’M GOING TO kill him.

Oscar is lucky Callum was holding me back.

I can’t believe she ran. She ran away from me.

When Oscar and Rian first called, to tell me Tara vanished. I thought she had been kidnapped. I was ready to burn the city to the ground to find her. We started checking traffic camera footage for any sign of her, or the vehicle that took her. It didn’t take long to find the truck on the video feed. It was just a block from the store and minutes after she vanished.

I recognized the man immediately. He was featured greatly in my research file on her.

Jeremy Forrest.

I was so livid, I tore apart the conference room at Eclipse.

If she was with Jeremy, she wasn’t kidnapped, she ran.

She left me.

I was so focused on Oscar, that I forgot Rian was in the room until he spoke. “Do you really blame her?”

“What?” I asked. My voice dripping with malice.

Rian squared his shoulders and looked me dead in the eye. “Do. You. Blame. Her?” He says slowly. As if I couldn’t fucking understand the words. I understand them. I don’t understand his meaning. “For weeks she felt you pulling back. She kept wondering where you were, what you were doing, and wanting to know when you were coming home. She was lonely as fuck and miserable too.”

“I was working.” I say trying to defend myself. She knew I was working. I told her how important it was for me to focus.

“Yeah, well, while you couldn’t spare two seconds to send her a reassuring text, she was asking for us to drive her by the club, looking for your car, and when it wasn’t there, she wanted to go to your old hotel suite, to see if maybe you were done with her, and moved on to someone else.”

The weight of his accusation hits me like a lead brick to the chest. “She thought I was cheating?”

“Yes.” Rian answers. “Of course she did. She knew your history. She knew you had a room specifically for your one night stands. She knew you had NDAs drawn up and money at the ready for when women came by to blackmail you after sleeping with you. So when you went radio silent, it was a reasonable assumption to think you were cheating, given your history.”

I fucking hate that he’s right.

“You know what the final straw was?” I’m afraid to hear the answer. “You missed her doctor’s appointment.”

“No.” The word slips out in disbelieve. I wouldn’t have missed it. I pull out my phone and scroll to my calendar app. “Fuck!” I roar. I want to throw my phone. I want to shatter it to pieces, but I need it for business. I need it for if Tara calls. Instead, I stand up and move to the wall. I send my fist through the drywall, again, and again.

“Why didn’t either of you call me to remind me?” I ask.

This time it’s Oscar who answers. Face bloody, a bruise already forming on his cheek from where I hit home once before Callum pulled me off. “We did call. We texted. I even called and texted Callum. The only response we got was. You were busy and please only disturb us if it is an emergency.”

I have no response. I remember them texting now, but I was so sleep deprived, and just wanting to finish the interrogation so I could get a little sleep, that I ignored them.

I storm out of the conference room.

“Where are you going?” Asks Callum as he catches up to me.

“To get my wife back.” I answer as I hop in my car.

“Do you know where she is?” Callum hold onto my door, preventing me from closing it and driving off.

I nod. “She’ll be with Jeremy or with her parents.”

“I’ll let Killian know we are going to be out of town for a bit.” He says as he lets go of the door.

“Thanks. Can you ask him to call Tadhg as well, let him know I’m headed his way?”