Page 69 of Off Limits (Alpha Billionaire)

“In the end, it did. But that was simply a matter of coincidence. I don’t know anyone with any connection to Managed Spaces.”

Robertson laughed. “Are you so sure about that?”

I knew he was joking around. I ended the call and emailed the spreadsheet to Sarah. I crossed the office and leaned on the door that separated our work spaces.

“I just sent over the Managed Spaces numbers,” I announced.

“Great. I’ll start pulling all of that together in just a bit,” Sarah said, her attention on her computer monitor. “I just need to finish this email.”

“How long before you have something for me to look over?”

“I honestly don’t know. I won’t have an idea until I open everything up. How soon do you need it?” she asked.

“Before the end of day, ideally. I’d like to really review it thoroughly before I send it out.”

“Of course. That only makes sense. Without seeing what kind of a mess I'm working with, let’s say two hours,” she suggested.

“Two hours? I’m going to go home for lunch and see my son and Jessica. It feels like I haven’t seen either of them awake for days.”

Sarah chuckled. “It has been days. You’ve been working late for over a week. Go see your people. Have a nice lunch, and I should have your proposal done by the time you get back.”

She didn’t have to push me out the door for me to get going. I grabbed my phone and my keys and left.

As I pulled into the drive, the nurse was coming out of the front door.

“Hi, is everything okay? You’re leaving early,” I said as we stepped up to each other.

“You really should have had someone call the office to let us know we weren’t needed today,” she said. Her expression was pinched, and she sneered, completely unhappy with me.

I shook my head, not understanding. “What do you mean?”

She twisted and made a broad sweeping gesture with her arm. “She doesn’t need my help because she’s not here. She shouldn’t be up and walking around too much, and she really shouldn’t be driving.”

I stared at her, letting the words sink in. Jessica was not here.

“I did not realize she had an appointment,” I said, unable to fathom any other reason she would not be home.

“And no one inside knows, either. This is a waste of my time, and you should know you are still getting charged for not having canceled my services for the day.”

I nodded. “I hear you. I’ll be sure to confirm with your office for tomorrow.”

She huffed and rolled her eyes at me, clearly not pleased with whatever she had to deal with when she got here and Jessica wasn’t.

I went straight upstairs. My bedroom was completely empty and the bed was made. There was no sign of Jessica. Her padded walking boots were gone, as were her medicines from the bathroom counter. I rushed across the hall and burst into the nursery.

“Mr. Anderson?” Mrs. Coleson exclaimed.

“Daddy!” Max ran at me at full speed. I caught him and swung him up into my arms.

“How's my boy? Have you seen Jessica today?”

His little face twisted up in a grouchy expression. He crossed his arms and looked as mad as he could. “No.”

I cast Mrs. Coleson a questioning look. Was Max mad because he hadn’t been allowed to see Jessica or because she was gone?

“We haven’t seen her today. I assumed she was spending time downstairs when we tried to visit earlier and she wasn’t in the bedroom. But she wasn’t there, either. The nurse came by and was looking for her not too long ago.”

“And she isn’t visiting with my mother?” I asked.

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