He bolted out without warning, and everyone gaped after him.
"Another one walks out," someone muttered. "What is up with today?"
Joel had always stationed someone at Mount Raven to watch over Sylvia.
"Rick, did Sylvia go back?" he asked.
His hands clenched the wheel until his knuckles went white, and then his wedding ring pinged off the dashboard before it disappeared into the shadows.
Rick hesitated for a moment. "No," he said. "She took several days off. She should not be back until the day after tomorrow."
The answer spiked Joel's temper. "Got it," he replied. "Call me the second you see her."
He pulled over and pinched the bridge of his nose while his frustration simmered. Sure, he had overstepped yesterday, but Sylvia had been acting off for days. Even after a week apart, she h
