Read Online Found Missing (Decorah Security Series, Book #14): A Paranormal Romantic Suspense Novel by REBECCA YORK - Free Book Online
Authors: REBECCA YORK
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Paula.”
“When will you be back?”
“I’m not sure, but soon.”
Mack was waiting for her outside, and they hurried back to the main part of the hotel. On the way, she called Terry. “Bring Corker back to his bed. We’ll come through the dedicated interface.”
Upstairs in her bedroom, she stepped into the portal that they could use as a passage between the VR and the lab.
Moments after setting the controls, she was back in her bed and sitting up.
And Mack wasn’t far behind her.
The moment Lily came back to her body, she felt a throbbing headache.
Ignoring it, she detached the medical gear and lowered herself to the floor. Mack did the same.
“Where have you looked?” she asked Terry, who was standing beside her bed, his expression apologetic.
“I . . . I was afraid to leave the other patients. Grant is searching the building.”
“Okay.” She wanted to rail at the man, but she didn’t see any point in blaming this on him. All of them had been focused on Corker. And none of them had been paying any attention to Jenny or the other patients.
But now that Lily reflected on it, she realized the young woman had been behaving oddly for some time. Lily had noted she was close to waking up, and she’d assumed the young woman was afraid to rejoin the real world. Apparently it was just the opposite. She’d been planning to rejoin the world—on her own terms.
And the crisis with Corker had given her the perfect opportunity.
“I’m so sorry,” Terry said.
“We all are,” Lily answered before she and Mack headed for the locker room to get dressed. When she stepped inside, she stopped short.
“What?” Mack asked.
“My clothes are missing.”
“Jesus.”
“She must have taken them. I think we can be sure she was planning this for a while.” She went to the supply shelves and took down a pair of scrub pants and a shirt, which she pulled on. When she opened her locker, she got another shock.
Mack was in the process of pulling on his shirt when he heard her gasp.
“What?”
“My purse is missing.”
“Christ.”
Grant strode into the dressing room but stopped when he saw that Lily was still securing the waistband of the pants. “Sorry.”
“I’m decent,” she answered. “Did you search the building?”
He looked sick when he said, “She’s definitely gone. And your car is missing.” He muttered a curse. “And so is a gun from the security desk out front.”
The three of them looked at each other.
Grant made an angry sound. “I knew she was worried about something.”
“All along it seemed like she was hiding out in the VR,” Mack said. “When we all woke up there the first time, she didn’t even want to tell us her name.”
“Yeah,” Grant muttered. “She was using the VR for a bolt-hole. Then she must have decided it wasn’t safe to stay. I guess that’s why she wanted all that self-defense training.” He ran a shaky hand through his hair. “I wanted to help her, dammit. But I just couldn’t get her to open up.”
“This isn’t your fault. She obviously had her own agenda.”
“I should have made her come clean with me.” His face hardened. “When I find her I’m going to . . .” He let the end of the sentence dangle because too many emotions were raging inside him. Really, he didn’t know what he was going to do. All he knew was that he was angry with himself for trusting her. Angry with himself for being half in love with her. And angry about what she had just done.
“I guess we’d better assume she had her reasons. I mean, I think it was an act of desperation,” Mack said, obviously trying to take Grant’s anger down a notch.
He answered with a tight nod.
Switching to the immediate problem, Grant added, “She might have taken the car, but let’s assume she’s in no shape to drive far, and she’s smart enough to realize it. We’re right on a major north-south route, with plenty of motels. I’m betting she’s in one of them.”
“She
“When will you be back?”
“I’m not sure, but soon.”
Mack was waiting for her outside, and they hurried back to the main part of the hotel. On the way, she called Terry. “Bring Corker back to his bed. We’ll come through the dedicated interface.”
Upstairs in her bedroom, she stepped into the portal that they could use as a passage between the VR and the lab.
Moments after setting the controls, she was back in her bed and sitting up.
And Mack wasn’t far behind her.
The moment Lily came back to her body, she felt a throbbing headache.
Ignoring it, she detached the medical gear and lowered herself to the floor. Mack did the same.
“Where have you looked?” she asked Terry, who was standing beside her bed, his expression apologetic.
“I . . . I was afraid to leave the other patients. Grant is searching the building.”
“Okay.” She wanted to rail at the man, but she didn’t see any point in blaming this on him. All of them had been focused on Corker. And none of them had been paying any attention to Jenny or the other patients.
But now that Lily reflected on it, she realized the young woman had been behaving oddly for some time. Lily had noted she was close to waking up, and she’d assumed the young woman was afraid to rejoin the real world. Apparently it was just the opposite. She’d been planning to rejoin the world—on her own terms.
And the crisis with Corker had given her the perfect opportunity.
“I’m so sorry,” Terry said.
“We all are,” Lily answered before she and Mack headed for the locker room to get dressed. When she stepped inside, she stopped short.
“What?” Mack asked.
“My clothes are missing.”
“Jesus.”
“She must have taken them. I think we can be sure she was planning this for a while.” She went to the supply shelves and took down a pair of scrub pants and a shirt, which she pulled on. When she opened her locker, she got another shock.
Mack was in the process of pulling on his shirt when he heard her gasp.
“What?”
“My purse is missing.”
“Christ.”
Grant strode into the dressing room but stopped when he saw that Lily was still securing the waistband of the pants. “Sorry.”
“I’m decent,” she answered. “Did you search the building?”
He looked sick when he said, “She’s definitely gone. And your car is missing.” He muttered a curse. “And so is a gun from the security desk out front.”
The three of them looked at each other.
Grant made an angry sound. “I knew she was worried about something.”
“All along it seemed like she was hiding out in the VR,” Mack said. “When we all woke up there the first time, she didn’t even want to tell us her name.”
“Yeah,” Grant muttered. “She was using the VR for a bolt-hole. Then she must have decided it wasn’t safe to stay. I guess that’s why she wanted all that self-defense training.” He ran a shaky hand through his hair. “I wanted to help her, dammit. But I just couldn’t get her to open up.”
“This isn’t your fault. She obviously had her own agenda.”
“I should have made her come clean with me.” His face hardened. “When I find her I’m going to . . .” He let the end of the sentence dangle because too many emotions were raging inside him. Really, he didn’t know what he was going to do. All he knew was that he was angry with himself for trusting her. Angry with himself for being half in love with her. And angry about what she had just done.
“I guess we’d better assume she had her reasons. I mean, I think it was an act of desperation,” Mack said, obviously trying to take Grant’s anger down a notch.
He answered with a tight nod.
Switching to the immediate problem, Grant added, “She might have taken the car, but let’s assume she’s in no shape to drive far, and she’s smart enough to realize it. We’re right on a major north-south route, with plenty of motels. I’m betting she’s in one of them.”
“She
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