Page 55 of While We Waited

“Um…”

I realize I barked out my question and try to soften my voice for Nova’s shy friend. “Maya, where’s Nova?”

“I don’t know.”

My heart races and fear fills me. “You don’t know? Isn’t she working with you?”

“We gave her four hours to be alone but it’s been three and no one knows where she is. Lucas and Weston have been searching the island but no one’s seen her.”

I stop in front of my truck. “Hold on. Start over. Why did you give her four hours to be alone?”

“I’m not supposed to tell,” she whispers.

“I think it’s too late for secrets, Maya.”

“She’s going to kill me.”

“Maya, I need to find Nova. Please help me.”

She blows out a breath. “Today is the anniversary of the day Nova’s mom died.”

Fuck! And she didn’t tell me. I knew there was something wrong. My sunshine’s light was dimmed today. And I’m the asshole who let her go to work when it was obvious she was upset.

“And you let her go off on her own!”

“It’s an island. Where could she go?”

“Not far since she’s on foot.”

“Um…”

I growl. “Out with it.”

“She has my car.”

My nostrils flare and I inhale a deep breath before I yell at Maya. This is not her fault. It’s mine. I knew something was off with Nova this morning and I let it go.

“Message me the make and model of the car as well as the license plate. I’m getting in my truck now.”

“I’m sorry, Hudson. I thought I was doing the right thing.”

I blow out a breath. “It’s okay, Maya. Let’s concentrate on finding Nova for now.”

“I’ll message you,” she says and rings off.

As soon as the call disconnects, I dial Weston. While the phone rings, I switch on my truck and start driving out of the parking lot.

“Huddy,” Weston answers.

I ignore the childish nickname. “Where am I driving?”

“Are you out searching for Nova?”

“Why is this a question? Of course, I’m searching for Nova. Where have you searched?”

“You care for her.”

I growl. “Of course, I care for her. It’s Nova. Enough with the stupid questions. What direction should I drive in?”

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