Chapter Twenty-Seven
Nora
“When were they supposed to be back?” I asked Flynn with a mixture of anxiety, dread, and cold fear spinning inside my chest. I had hurried over to the resort when Daphne texted, saying I might want to come over and check in with Flynn about Gabriel’s trip.
“Over two hours ago,” he said, his tone measured.
“Have you called the harbor?” I pressed.
“Of course, I have. I’ve also been in touch with Jared and Luke. There was a mayday call from a boat nearby, and they went to help with the rescue. Everything went fine, except—” Flynn paused, his eyes searching my face.
I threw my hands up in the air in frustration. “Just tell me!”
“Gabriel got injured in the water when he helped bring in one of the passengers who was struggling. He’s going to be fine, and I don’t
