Page 49 of Found By You
Pete nodded, satisfied. “Used a Colorado ID. Said you were staying with a friend out there.”
As Sky leaned over the paper, something shifted in her expression. Her eyes became distant, unfocused. “I was wearing a bracelet,” she murmured, almost to herself. “Silver with blue stones. It was … dangling from my wrist as I signed.”
I exchanged a look with Pete, whose skepticism seemed to be fading.
“Yeah, you were,” he confirmed, surprise evident in his tone. “Kept jingling every time you moved. Seemed kinda fancy for someone dressed like you were.”
Sky’s face paled. She gripped the counter, her knuckles white. “I was scared,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “So scared.”
I moved closer, ready to catch her if she fell. “Sky? You okay?”
She pressed a hand to her temple, pain etching lines around her eyes. “My head—” She gasped, and then her knees buckled.
I caught her before she hit the floor, pulling her against me. “Sky! What’s happening?”
“Someone was chasing me,” she choked out between ragged breaths. “I can’t see who, but I—I was running from someone.”
Pete moved around the counter, concern replacing suspicion. “Should I call an ambulance?”
“No!” Sky called out.
I shook my head. “We just need to get her some air.” I helped Sky to her feet, supporting most of her weight. “Thanks for your help. We might be back with more questions.”
Pete nodded, watching us with troubled eyes as I guided Sky back to the cruiser.
I helped her into the passenger seat. “Take some deep breaths. You’re safe. I’m right here.”
Her breathing slowly steadied, though her eyes remained squeezed shut. “It’s like something’s trying to break through my brain,” she whispered. “Flashes, but I can’t hold onto them.”
I handed her a bottle of water from the console. “Drink.”
She drank.
My phone rang. Noah’s name flashed on the screen.
“I need to take this. Just rest.” I stepped away from the car, keeping her in my line of sight as I answered. “Noah? What’s up?”
My brother’s voice came through, tight with excitement. “Damon told me where you’re at. Listen, I’ve been doing some digging about that climbing accident. It turns out, that we went to one spot, but there were two places people were tracked at. Go check out Fremont Canyon, not far from Casper.”
“Can you tell me any details?”
“No, go check it out.”
“I brought Sky to Pete’s trucking and something triggered her. She’s in a lot of pain right now.”
“Shoot. Well, then come home.”
Something itched inside of me to push and find answers. “We’ll see.”
“Do you need me to come?”
This was how my family was; always willing to help. “I don’t know yet.”
“Okay. Well, Fremont Canyon isn’t far from where you are. If you can stop there.”
The canyon might trigger more memories or it might break her completely. But we needed answers. “I’ll talk to her and see if she wants to check it out. Love you, bro.”
“Love you, too.”
