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“Is Eve with you?”

“No. I’m on duty. Why?”

There was a prolonged silence for a moment. “She didn’t show up for family night. That’s not like her. And she’s not answering her phone.”

“That’s weird. She was with me this morning, and we agreed we’d meet there. I thought for sure she’d already be there.”

“She’s never been late. Not a minute.”

“Something probably came up.”

“Yeah, maybe. Thing is, Fawn didn’t show either. And same deal. Phone isn’t on.”

A trickle of worry beaded in the form of sweat at my temple. “I’m sure it’s no big deal. We had a…uh…late night. I left her sleeping at my place, so I’ll run back there now and check on her.”

“Let me know.” He ended the call without any sort of goodbye.

“Yeah, right. Thanks to you, too.” I hung up.

Richards was already heading toward my townhouse, once again proving that he was okay, and maybe working with him wouldn’t be so bad. We were a few blocks away, so I called Eve’s phone a few times, but every one went straight to voicemail.

“She’s probably just got her phone on do not disturb,” Richards assured me.

I didn’t say anything. At my place, I let us in and immediately headed for the stairs. “Eve?”

There was no reply. I thundered up them, stopping in the doorway and taking in the empty bed, still mussed up from our night together. I stuck a head into the bathroom, but it was empty, too.

“Boston,” Richards yelled from downstairs. “I’ve got a note.”

I jogged downstairs, belt jangling with my keys and gun and various other pieces of equipment. Richards offered a white sheet of paper with messy handwriting scrawled across it.

Gone to Fawn’s to help with a homework crisis. Can’t wait to see you tonight. Don’t bother washing the sheets because I’m gonna want to mess them up again.

Eve. xxx.

My worry put a halt to any embarrassment I might have felt over Richards reading that. I looked over the top at him.

He just grinned and shook his head. “So she’s at a friend’s?”

“Apparently, but neither of them are answering their phones, and they didn’t show for dinner at the club. They do it every week, and it’s kind of a big deal, so I don’t think they’d skip it without a really good reason. You mind if we swing by her friend’s house and check it out?”

Richards headed for our squad car with a nod. “You got it. Not like we have anything better to do to ride out the last hour of this shift anyway.”

It had been an exceptionally slow night, but uttering those words out loud generally turned the streets into chaos so I hadn’t dared. I cringed now, hoping Richards hadn’t just opened the floodgates of karma.

27

BOSTON

Augie picked up his phone on the first ring, like he’d had it in his hand, waiting for me to call. “Talk to me.”

“I need Fawn’s address.”

He rattled it off. “I’m already on my way over there. Two minutes out.”

We weren’t far off either, but an old green sedan was crookedly parked out the front when Richards and I pulled into the concrete driveway. The front door of the cottage was wide open, no lights coming from the interior.

“Augie?” I called from the front step. “Fawn? Eve?”

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