As I crossed the town square, I replayed everything Michael had said to my brother and Dru in my head, my mind sticking on one particular subject.
Travelers were solid, and rips were vapor.
Jack. Not solid, not vapor, but somewhere in between.
Michael, Dru, and Thomas would have to wait. I needed to take care of some business. Now.
Chapter 30
Come out, come out, wherever you are!” I called softly as I opened the door to my room. “Jack? Don’t tell me you’re getting all shy on me now.”
Silence.
I opened my closet door, my bathroom door, looked under my bed.
Nothing.
I sat down in my armchair to think. Unlike the leather in Dru’s SUV earlier, it felt cool against my legs.
What if, when I touched Jack, I’d scared him away for good? I twirled a strand of hair around my finger, wondering. If I had, it would solve a big problem, because I still hadn’t decided if I should tell Michael about him.
Besides, what was I going to say? By the by, there’s this partially solid glow-in-the-dark guy who likes to hang out in my room? Was I going to admit why I’d never mentioned him to Michael? The attention and interest Jack gave me felt good. Now that I thought about it, maybe good enough to offset the fact that Michael had the lovely Ava as an alternative, when I had no one.
Except whatever Jack was.
How could I explain that without looking like a complete jerk?
If Jack disappeared, it wouldn’t be an issue, and I could go back to worrying about other things, like the possibility of dying while attempting to time travel so I could stop a murder.
Stuff like that.
So much had happened since I returned to Ivy Springs. I leaned back and closed my eyes. My whole world felt upside down. A month ago, I didn’t know what rips were. I didn’t know what my ability meant. I didn’t know Michael existed. Things were a lot simpler.
And a lot less interesting.
I waited a few more minutes. Figuring Jack for a no-show, I knocked on the door to Michael’s loft. No answer. I returned to the restaurant to find Thomas and Dru at the table. Alone.
“Where’s Michael?” I asked, looking up at the clock hanging above the bar. I’d been gone for only fifteen minutes. Surely the man possessed more patience than that.
“He left.” Dru’s eyes darted to meet Thomas’s before she looked back at me. “This, um, woman, came up to his loft to find him. She said there was an emergency.”
“Woman?” Please mean Cat. “Tall and gorgeous? Supershort hair?”
“No,” Dru said apologetically. “Tall and gorgeous, but long auburn hair.”
Ava. “What kind of emergency? Did she say?”
Dru nodded. “She mentioned a name before I left them alone … Kaleb.”
“Michael insisted you stay here.” Thomas cleared his throat and took my cell phone from the table where I’d left it when I went to the loft. He dropped it into his shirt pocket. “That you not try to contact him and that you keep a low profile. He was adamant it was for your own safety and told us that if you tried to follow him, we should stop you.”
“Of course he did,” I muttered. I dropped into my chair, overcome with jealousy. And worry. Whatever happened must have been big for Ava to come to Ivy Springs to get Michael.
I folded my arms on the table and laid my head down on top of them, fighting tears and exhaustion. I’d just made a huge decision, agreeing to help Michael save Liam, and I itched to act on it. I’d felt so connected to him when we sat down to talk to Thomas and Dru. Now he was back to keeping things from me.
I sensed Dru gesturing furiously to Thomas. When I looked up, she and I sat at the table alone. “Michael said he’d call you as soon as the problem was resolved. I’m sure things will be fine.”
I nodded.