Chapter Twenty-Eight
Holly
Maisie looked up from behind the counter in the dispatch area at Willow Brook Fire & Rescue. She shook her head, her brown curls bouncing. “If Nate left you a message, obviously he’s fine. If I had anything to tell you, I promise I would.”
Biting my lip, I looked away, mentally trying to calm down. I’d been edgy and restless all morning. I was running on maybe an hour or so of sleep as it was. Then, I realized Nate had actually called me back while I was in the shower, and I’d missed his call. That had only amped up the tension thrumming inside of me.
Too frustrated to even consider going in to work, I called out for my afternoon shift, which I almost never did. Chris had offered to cover for me and gave me a little pep talk. He told me it was obvious I was i
