I shook my head. “She sold that truck to another prepper in Abilene. From there, they don’t know where she went. But that’s why the doctor ended up calling me. She felt like Reign was getting closer to me, and wanted to warn me it looked like she was headed home.”
“Hopefully she’s not stealing any more babies on the way,” I grumbled.
At this point, I wouldn’t put anything past her.
“Let’s hope not,” Webber muttered. “The guy that bought the old Army truck did say that she had a passenger. A male passenger. So maybe she’s found a new obsession and will leave us alone.”
“I highly doubt that,” I disagreed. Some instinct deep inside of my gut was telling me she was on her way here. “I’ll have to call and warn Chevy.”
Chevy, my poor brother that’d had to deal with her longer than I did.
My phone beeped, and I saw it was Keely calling.
“Keely’s calling,” I said. “Gotta go. Keep me updated.”
“Will do.” Webber hung up, allowing me to switch over to Keely.
“Hey,” I said, forgetting about being quiet. “Everything okay?”
“I don’t know,” Keely admitted. “Baker never arrived at the restaurant. It’s been ten minutes, and she was right behind me nearly the entire way. I made a light and she didn’t, and I’ve been sitting outside the restaurant for a while. There’s no sight of her, and she’s not answering my phone calls.”
Something in my gut screamed at me to take this seriously.
She wasn’t lost, and she hadn’t popped a tire and was replacing it.
No, she’d have answered the phone and explained. I couldn’t think of one reason why she wouldn’t call to let me know that she has stopped somewhere.
I stood up and walked to Apollo who was asleep in the booth with his computer open.
“Apollo,” I said when I was close enough.
His head jerked up and he stared at me bleary-eyed, hair askew and his face creased with the ridges on the table.
“I need you to track Baker’s phone.”
Apollo wiped sleep from his eyes but then switched screens on his computer and got to work.
I watched him type in a bunch of random letters and numbers that looked like gibberish, gut getting tighter and tighter.
“Apollo,” I said. “I’m going to see if Rawlins is still here and will come get Holt.”
“I’ll take him.” I glanced up to find Audric at the door. “What’s going on?”
“Baker’s missing,” I said as I handed a sleeping Holt off to Audric. “And she’s not answering her phone.”
The next five minutes felt like my life was flashing before my eyes.
Bits and pieces of all the things that I’d suffered over the years until I got the one good thing that’d ever happened to me.
Baker.
Her laugh.
Her smile.
Her teasing.
Her son.
