“I think we should take a team and scout. There are five places he could be. The possibility that he’s not there any longer is high, but if we don’t check, we will never know,” Reece shrugged.
I envied his calm demeanor. My mind was still reeling from the nightmare and I found it difficult to think straight.
“Would you like a cup of coffee?” he questioned, causing me to raise a brow, “It’s three in the morning.”
He shrugged again, “Sounds like the perfect time for a cup since neither of us can sleep.”
I forced a smile, nodding. He stood, leaving me alone in my office. It was too quiet. The swings sat empty beneath the stained-glass window. Brody wasn’t chattering away or making jokes. Goddess, I missed his voice.
The longer he’s gone, the more I consider leaving this all behin
