She turns to me. “Peter is missing.”
“What do you mean bymissing?”
“His grandmother found my card on Peter’s bed and called me. She said he left the day before, stating he would be back that night. But he didn’t come back. Normally, I wouldn’t think anything of him staying out, but his grandmother said he left a note that if he didn’t return, she was to call me.”
Why does this sound like a ploy for attention?
“Any idea where he was going?”
She shakes her head. “His credit card was last used at a gas station near their house. We searched, and his car wasn’t picked up on any toll cameras.”
“Could he be hiding?”
“Maybe. But I don’t have a good feeling about it,” Stevens says. “But I wanted you to know, in case he comes here.”
“Do you really think he’d come back here?”
Stevens shrugs. “Not likely if he’s on the run. Unless he thinks you’d protect him.”
I can’t help but bark out a laugh. “I doubt he’d come to me for help. If anyone, he’d go to Myers.”
The thought seems to hit us both at the same time based on the panicked look on her face.
“If Myers knows he’s being investigated, he might want Peter silenced,” I say.
“Shit,” she says. She pulls her phone from her pocket. “I’ve got to go.”
She has it to her ear before she’s even to the door. “Yeah, we need to get officers to Myers’s place. Peter might be there.”
After she leaves, Savvy comes downstairs. “I’ll bet Peter is in California by now.”
I grin. “You were listening?”
She smiles. “Of course I was. She wasn’t here to discuss some private work matter. She was here to talk about the case I’m smack in the middle of.”
“True. But she’s just following protocol.”
Savvy sits on the couch. “Screw protocol.”
I sit next to her. “Wow. What happened to rule-follower Savvy?”
She puts her feet up on the ottoman. “She got chased by men trying to kill her and another telling lies about her. She’s tired.” On cue, she yawns and then lies down with her head in my lap.
My phone buzzes.
“Hmm. Kind of like a head massage but not as good.”
I laugh. “The vibration isn’t on that high.”
“I beg to differ. If I’d been sitting on your lap, I’d have a smile on my face right now.”
That makes me laugh. When I first met Savvy, she seemed so buttoned up and sharp tongued. But now that I’ve gotten to know her, she’s funny, open, but still does have a bit of a sharp tongue.
I check my phone. Reed sent out a group message.
Reed:A reporter wants me on record stating my case in order to poke holes in Peter’s podcast. My dad set it up. I said no because RHS doesn’t need any more publicity.
The responses are coming in fast.
