Ryan groaned, looking at the empty chair in the garden where he’d left Joanna. He’d only been distracted for a moment—a moment long enough for her to disappear. Alex had given him one job, and it was a job he apparently sucked at. Quickly scanning the palace and surrounds confirmed what he’d dreaded: she hadn’t just moved to another part of the gardens here at the palace.
She was gone.
Alex was going to kill him when he found out.
He looked around, and seeing the Elite on guard made him feel slightly guilty. He knew they hated it when they were left behind. Even though he figured that looking after him was the least of their duties, member of the Companion’s Cohort or not, he didn’t reckon he was all that important. At least it wasn’t Matthew on duty; that would have made him feel even
