Outside, I climbed in a cab and gave the driver June’s Brooklyn address. I figured that she must have gone home – aside from Angela, I didn’t think she had any friends. The cab ride felt long – too long – and I was sweating bullets the whole time. Why had I been such an asshole? June was the woman in my life, the woman I was falling in love with! And I’d treated her like nothing, like garbage, just because I’d gotten some very bad news.
When the cab pulled up in front of June’s building, I paid the driver and then leapt out. Bolting up the stairs, I pounded on the door.
Angela opened it, looking surprised.
“Is June here?” I barged in, pushing her to the side. “June,” I yelled loudly. “June, it’s me! We need to talk! June!”
“She’s not here,” Angela said suspiciously. She crossed her arms over her chest and eyed me. “What’s going on?”
“I fucked up.” I started pacing back and forth in June’s living room, tangling my hands in my hair and pulling until my scalp ached. “I fucked up so bad
ly, I scared her off. I really hurt her, Angela!”
Angela gave me a sour look. “Well, she’s not here,” she said firmly. “And I’m not lying – although if June had asked me to lie to you for her, I would.”
“You’re a big help,” I said sarcastically. “Thanks for nothing.”
“No, wait,” Angela said. “What happened?”
I told her the whole story, groaning at my juvenile, shitty behavior. When I was finished, Angela looked sick.
“You treated her like shit and now you’re surprised that she ran out on you?” Angela clicked her tongue against her teeth. “Look, I don’t even think you deserve another chance.”
“It’s not that,” I said quickly. “I was a huge asshole, but she didn’t understand. I couldn’t tell her why – at least, not in public.”
“What happened?”
I sighed. “I’m a fucking moron,” I said. “I ran a background check on Hannah, because I’m sure that she’s trying to get to me through my son,” I added.
“And?”
“Long story short, she’s not who she says she is,” I said quickly. “There isn’t really time to explain it now, but she’s incredibly dangerous and I’m really worried about June’s safety.”
For the first time since I’d arrived, Angela looked scared.
“What are you gonna do,” Angela asked nervously. “If June left…” She glanced down at her watch. “Thomas, that was almost two hours ago! What if something happened to her?”
“Is there anywhere you can think of where June could have gone?” I stared at Angela. I could feel the desperation leaking out of my body, like sweat, and drying up in the air.
“No,” Angela said. She bit her lip. “June’s a real homebody, you know. She’s really introverted. She doesn’t really like going out. She normally just takes a long bath.”
“And you’re absolutely sure she’s not here?”
Angela nodded. Her face looked pale and frightened. “I know,” she said. “I tried calling her a bunch of times when I got home – she didn’t leave a note, but I wasn’t that worried because I figured she was with you.”
I groaned. “Fucking hell,” I said under my breath. “We have to find her, Angela. We have to find her before someone else does.”
Angela licked her lips and looked up at me. “Someone like…Hannah?”
I nodded. My heart sank in my chest. “Yes,” I said. “Someone like Hannah.”
Chapter Seventeen
June
God, what a horrible dream , I thought. I can’t believe I thought I was kidnapped! I mean, it was a terrible night, but wow.
“Hey,” a familiar voice said. “You up?”