“Thanks. I’ll call right now.”
He had made her tell him where she was interviewing just so he would know. He called, getting the receptionist on the second ring. “Syndicate Associates, how may I direct your call?”
“Rory Holmes interviewed there today. Is she still there?”
He heard the person on the other end of the line clear her throat. “Listen,” the woman said in a low voice, and he had to turn the volume up all the way on his phone just to hear her. “She freaked out. It might be my fault. She was in the bathroom when I went in complaining about the boss.”
“What happened?”
A few seconds passed before the woman spoke again. “The boss is a dick, and I was complaining about what he makes me do. I guess she was in the bathroom, and I didn’t know. Anyway, she came out, and dickhead started getting touchy-feely with her, and she took off. I have her phone and portfolio here.”
“Fuck.” Harry couldn’t get hold of her. No wonder she couldn’t call him back.
“You seem to care for her based on the texts she is receiving.”
“Do you know where she went?” Harry asked.
“No. She left through the emergency exit.”
“Shit. This is bad. And you should quit your job.”
“I know.”
Harry didn’t give the woman time to say more before he hung up. She was somewhere in San Diego, wandering around without a phone. He had to find her. He looked up the directions to the place and saw that she could have walked home by now.
The buzzer for his door rang, and he checked the application, seeing Bear and Jax there. He let them in, as massive worry set in. Within ten minutes of Bear and Jax arriving, the rest of the guys were there.
“Hey, we’ll find her,” Bear said.
“How? I don’t know where she went.”
Wild squeezed his shoulder. “Ava and Jessica are off work and calling around. Ingrid is about to start calling, too. If anyone finds her, they will immediately text all of us. We’re going to find her.”
“I can’t thank you all enough for helping me search for her.”
“What about places you two have hung out?” Jax asked.
“We went running at a few locations together.”
Andy met his gaze. “You know, Balboa is close to where her interview was.”
Peach nodded. “Maybe we should head out and go look around.”
“What if she comes back here?” Harry asked.
“Leave a note telling her to call,” Wild said.
“Okay. What do we do?” Harry felt totally lost. He knew they needed action, but he feared what would happen if he made the wrong decision.
Wild took charge. “We’ll go out in pairs. You’re with me, Harry.”
Harry wasn’t sure this was the right thing to do, but he gave the guys the locations where Rory enjoyed running. After driving through Balboa Park and not seeing her, Harry asked Wild to drive over to the first place they’d gone running.
Worry ate at him. What if she had gotten so confused that she was never found? The homeless population in Southern California was large. She could wander around lost for ages, and he would never find her. Desperation was going to hit, and he might lose it.
It was a good thing that Wild was driving because he would have crashed by now. His buddies took care of him. He loved that about them.
“Where did you park?”