Chapter 31
Zoe woke to the ringing phone, rattling windows and the steady drum of rain on the roof. For a moment she was back in Sydney, fighting from a fog of sleep, dreading the routine of the engineering library that awaited her. Then she stretched like a contented cat, remembering, and answered the call.
It was Quinn. ‘Good morning, gorgeous.’ She smiled and checked the time. Six o’clock on a Sunday morning. He was keen. ‘Is Josh there?’
‘Josh?’ It wasn’t what she’d expected him to say. ‘I don’t think so. Let me check.’ She got out of bed and did a quick sweep of the shack. ‘No. He’s not home then?’
‘No.’
‘Has he gone riding?’
‘The horses are all in their paddocks.’ There was an edge of real concern in Quinn’s voice. ‘And my jeep’s missing.’
A knock came at the door. ‘Wait,’ she
