Missing. Lynette Eason

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      Before he could stop her, Lacey made her way back up the store owner. He handed the package to her. “Take them.”

      Lacey reached for her wallet—another indication the attack had had a specific purpose. He’d left her purse when he could have easily snatched it.

      A hand on her arm brought her gaze up and she looked into the man’s kind eyes. “No, ma’am. This is my gift, my part to help you find your daughter.”

      Tears choked her once again and she stared at him through the blur. “Thank you.”

      Mason placed an arm around her shoulders and steered her back toward the car. “Now, let’s get you checked out.”

      Weariness tugged at her now that the adrenaline had faded. However, Bethany came first. “I’m not going to a doctor.” She shivered. “Somehow, deep down in my bones, I feel like time is running out for Bethany. We need to find her now.”

      A frown creased his brows. “All right, but if you start feeling sick, I want you to tell me. Promise?”

      His concern set off all kinds of warm sensations in the depths of her being. She swallowed hard and steeled herself against the longing just being around him stirred up. “Promise.”

      Catelyn joined them at the car. “All right. I think we’ve done all we can do here. I’m going to see if any of the security cameras around here picked up anything.”

      Mason nodded. “I want to look at the investigation file from the wreck.”

      “You’ll have to talk to Daniel. He was the lead investigator on that one and will be able to help you out there.”

      Lacey bit her lip and shot Mason a look even as she thought that Daniel might be able to help them, but would he?

      Mason cleared his throat. “I’ll talk to him.”

      A ringing phone made her jump. Then she realized it was hers. Bethany? Yanking it from her pocket, she glanced at the caller ID and bit her lip as a wave of grief nearly knocked her over. Not Bethany. “Hi, Mom.”

      “Have you heard anything?”

      Her parents had accepted both of them back into their lives with open arms. As always, guilt pierced her. She’d been so wrong to keep Bethany from people who would have loved her. And yet, they’d been the ones to send her off in the beginning and it had taken her a long time to get past that.

      When they’d started begging for reconciliation by Bethany’s sixth birthday, Lacey had enough bitterness and resentment flowing that she’d repeatedly refused.

      Until God got ahold of her three years ago, after her landlady led her to know Christ.

      Clearing her throat, she turned from Mason and Catelyn and faced the car. “Not yet, Mom, but Mason agreed to help me.”

      A pause. “Did you tell him?”

      “Yes.”

      “How did he take it?”

      “Um…better than I expected, I think. Actually, I’m not really sure yet. Can I get back to you on that one?”

      A sigh filtered through the line. “Of course.” Lacey thought she heard her mother stifle a sob, then she cleared her throat and reported, “Your boss called. He wants to know exactly how long you plan to be gone.”

      Anger at the man rose up inside her and she turned to see Mason and Catelyn deep in discussion. Louder than she wanted, she blurted, “I’m not sure, Mom. As long as it takes, all right?” Mason’s head lifted at her tone and he lifted a brow at her.

      She closed her eyes and dropped her head. She’d just started a new job as a graphic artist. A big project sat on her desk and she knew her boss was concerned about getting it done by the deadline.

      In a quieter voice, she said, “If he calls back, tell him I’ll try to get to it as soon as I know I can’t do anything else for Bethany here—or we have her back. I need to go. I’ll call you if I find anything out.”

      “Will you be here for supper?”

      Lacey met Mason’s gaze and her heart thudded. “I don’t know. I’ll let you know a little later this afternoon, all right?”

      “Fine. Keep me posted, darling.”

      “I will.”

      Lacey hung up and leaned against the open door of the vehicle. Mason and Catelyn walked over. Catelyn held out a hand. “If you’ll give me the flyers, I’ll ask some of Bethany’s classmates if they’ll hang them up around the school and town.”

      “Sure.” Bethany peeled off half the papers and gave them to Catelyn. “Thank you so much.”

      The detective smiled. “No problem.” Then she looked at Mason. “I’ll be in touch.”

      Mason nodded then leaned over and placed a hand on the roof next to Lacey’s head. “Who was on the phone?”

      “My mother. She’s worried, but I can tell she’s not quite sure Bethany didn’t just take off. I know she didn’t but Mom’s not convinced.”

      “Why’s that?”

      Lacey blew out a sigh and shook her head, wincing at the sting incited by her hair moving across the scraped area on her cheek. Gentle fingers reached out and removed the strands. The breath left her lungs and she just stared at the man before her.

      He blinked and curled his fingers into a fist at his side. Sorrow for what might have been pained her. “Bethany’s threatened it more than once. Said she was tired of waiting around on me to—” she sucked in a deep breath and let it out slow “—to get up the guts to tell you about her and she wasn’t sticking around if I wasn’t going to come through.”

      Mason turned his back on her and placed his hands on his hips. She’d seen the flash of fury before he’d hidden his eyes. The fact that she probably deserved it didn’t lessen the hurt. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I know now I was wrong.”

      “Why were you so hesitant to tell her about me? What did you think I would do?”

      “I didn’t know what you would or wouldn’t do! When you believed the lies Daniel told you, all of a sudden you weren’t who I thought you were. How did I know you wouldn’t accuse Bethany of lying to you? How did I know you wouldn’t break her heart and send her home permanently damaged because of your rejection?”

      He whirled back to her, the agonizing hurt in his eyes nearly undoing her. But she held her ground. He’d wanted the truth. Now he had it.

      His lips moved but nothing came out. The tense set of his jaw said he was biting his tongue. Then he simply whispered, “How could you think that of me?”

      She sighed. “After what you put me through, how could I think anything else?” When he closed his eyes, she decided to change the subject. “All that aside, Mason, she wouldn’t willingly leave home. Bethany would never СКАЧАТЬ