Chapter Thirty-Two
Diego
I stared at the note taped on the door at Gemma’s yoga studio. “Classes are canceled for today. Thank you for your understanding.”
What the f**k was going on? Worry stormed through me. Gemma hadn’t replied to the text I sent after I landed and no one seemed to know where she was.
This wasn’t like her. Returning to my truck, I tapped the screen to call Daphne as soon as I was driving. “Have you heard from Gemma?”
“Uh, no,” Daphne said slowly. “I didn’t even know you were back yet.”
“I landed a half an hour ago. I went to find Gemma at her yoga studio because I figured she had an evening class, but there’s a note on the door saying classes are canceled.”
“Have you tried calling her?” Daphne asked helpfully.
“Obviously, I tried calling her. That’s why I’m call
