Another hour had passed and Mason still hadn’t called. Noah’s chest tightened. Did Mason get caught at the office? What would he tell them he was there for? Was he being reprimanded? He tried Mason’s phone, but got no answer. It hadn’t gone right to voice mail as if he were on the phone; it rang about seven times before going. He tried again. He waited a few more minutes and tried again; the same thing happened.
Maybe he’d just forgotten to call. Noah thought back to their first trip to the range together. If Mason was on his way to the range and was within five miles from there, he wouldn’t have reception for his phone.
Maybe Noah would just head out and meet up with him.
Noah grabbed a drink before heading out to the garage to get the bike. He was as excited as a little kid to be gett
