Chapter 33
Brynn
I hate storms. I feel like I should tattoo that across my forehead. It’s no secret, and the worst part is this area is known for storms that pop up in a matter of hours. Like this one.
I stare out over the beach and continue pacing the back porch of The Sunset Inn.
“I’m sure he’s fine. Probably got to the dock and had another beer,” Lin says.
The problem is her voice betrays her. She’s just as worried as I am. Kade told us about his call. He could tell Jasper had a few beers. There’s no way he can navigate in this storm after drinking. Most people couldn’t do it sober. Add in that it’s been a few years, since he’s been on the water, and it’s not looking good.
I finally break and pull out my phone to try his cell.
“It’s going straight to voice mail,” I tell them.
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