Quinn (The Beck Brothers 3)

Peter shook his head. “No, he didn’t call.” He frowned in concern. “What happened?”

Margot shook her head. “It is not my place to say, but I will try to get a hold of one of his brothers to see if they can check on him.”

Peter nodded. “Keep me updated.”

Margot nodded and turned toward her computer. She did not have any of Quinn’s brothers’ phone numbers, but she knew the advertising company where Henry was CEO. She looked up the company’s phone number and called it. The receptionist transferred her to Claire, Henry’s wife.

“This is Claire Beck, can I help you?”

“Claire, this is Margot Leclair, Quinn’s girlfriend,” Margot said.

“Oh, Margot! Hi! How is Quinn doing?” Claire asked, concern coloring her tone.

“I do not know. He asked to be alone last night when I took him home, and I have not heard from him since. His phone is shut off, and he has not shown up to work,” Margot said, feeling her panic rising.

“Crap. Alright, let me get Henry on the line,” Claire said.

Margot heard a couple of beeps, then a ring. Henry picked up a second later. “Yes, Claire,” he answered in his deep raspy voice, that was so much like Quinn’s.

“Henry, Margot is on the line saying that Quinn is MIA.”

“MIA? What do you mean MIA?” Henry asked grimly.

“I took him home last night and he asked to be alone, so I left. He did not pick me up for work this morning, and his phone is shut off. He also did not call out of work. I do not know where he is,” Margot said.

“Dammit,” Henry breathed. “Let me call Christian. I will see if he can go over to Quinn’s place to see if he is there. Margot, give me your number so I can call you when I hear something.”

Margot left her number with Henry then hung up. She was so worried, and there was no way she was going to get any work done today. So many things were running through her mind. What if he hurt himself? That was her main concern. She could not handle it if he did something so stupid. She would never be able to forgive herself either for leaving him alone last night, she should have stayed and made sure that he was okay.

Henry called her back half an hour later to tell her that Christian went by Quinn’s place, but he was not there. It looked like he packed a bag and left. His wallet was gone, along with his cell phone and laptop; chargers were all missing as well. Margot headed to Peter’s office after she got off the phone with Henry. She knocked on the doorframe of Peter’s open door, and he glanced up from his computer and waved her in.

“Did you hear from Quinn?” he asked, peering at her over the top of his glasses.

“Non. His brother went by his apartment and said that it looks like he packed up some things and left,” Margot replied quietly, as she sat in the chair that sat across from Peter’s desk.

Peter frowned and shook his head. “What is going on with him? He’s really putting me in a bad spot.”

Margot blinked at Peter in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“I have already given Quinn a warning about his behavior. And now he is a no call, no show? I can’t keep him on after this latest stunt,” Peter said.

Margot was utterly dumbfounded. “Stunt? Peter! You have no idea what he is going through right now. You cannot fire him! He is having very serious personal issues!”

“Then he should at least have the decency to call me and tell me!” Peter snapped.

“He did not even tell me, and I am his girlfriend!” she exclaimed angrily.

Peter’s mouth dropped open. “You two are together?” he asked as if he did not believe it.

“Oui,” Margot snapped.

Peter’s mouth thinned and his eyes flashed angrily. She could not understand why he was getting so angry. “But he doesn’t even like you,” he bit out.

“Well, apparently he does if he is with me!” Margot said incredulously.

A muscled ticked in Peter’s jaw as he stared at Margot. “He must not care too much for you if he just up and left without telling you. What kind of boyfriend is that? I know I would never treat you that way, if you were my girlfriend.”

That is when Margot got it; he liked her, but Quinn got to her first, and he was pissed off about it. Margot shot to her feet, outraged. “I will never be your girlfriend, so you do not have to worry about that,” Margot hissed, then stormed out of his office.

Margot was so mad at Peter right now! What a jerk! No wonder Quinn’s friendship with him was falling apart. Peter was jealous of what Quinn had, and he was letting that come between them. She wondered if Quinn knew that Peter liked her. It did not matter now anyway because Quinn was not going to have a job when he came back. That was more important. What was Quinn thinking? Just leaving without a word to anyone!