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Brianne took in the scenery as Alex drove. The palm trees. The bright sunshine as opposed to gray skies shehad left back in Buffalo. When they passed the Daytona International Speedway, she looked long and hard at the structure, her heart rate increasing. Had Carter truly been there just last month? And if so, how had he arrived in Daytona? How had he gone from lost in the Canadian Rockies to a life in Florida?
Brianne noticed that her hands were shaking and told herself to calm down. So much was riding on this trip, and yet nothing was a given. As hopeful as she was, there was still a part of her that wasn’t sure she could truly trust what Alex had said. She had to accept the fact that he could be mistaken about seeing Carter. There were look-alikes all over the world. Maybe Alex had simply seen a dead ringer for Carter.
God, let us find him. Even if the person only turns out to be Carter’s look-alike.
The last thing Brianne wanted was to return home with no answers.
If they learned that Alex had actually seen Carter’s look-alike, it would be horribly disappointing, but at least they would have an answer. And once and for all, Brianne could accept the fact that Carter was never coming home.
Lost in her thoughts, Brianne was no longer seeing the beautiful Florida scenery. But when she felt the vehicle turn left, she focused on her surroundings again.
They were now in a more populated area. There were a number of hotels and restaurants lining both the left and right sides of the street. As Alex drove past a sprawling Hilton hotel, Brianne glimpsed the stretch of sand and blue water on the right.
“The beach,” she said, somewhat excited. “Look at those colors. Beautiful.”
“Yeah, this is a really nice spot. Have you ever been to Florida before?”
“Once. To Orlando when I was twelve. The closest beach was an hour away in Tampa, but my family was so busy at Disney and the other theme parks that we never got there.”
“You like the beach?”
“What’s not to like?”
“Then you’d love Miami. It’s far enough south that it’s subtropical, so much warmer in the winter even than Daytona. You’ve got vegetation there that you find in the Caribbean. And the Florida Keys? Now that’s a beautiful spot.”
“Sounds like you do a lot of traveling.”
“A fair bit.”
“All for work—or for pleasure?”
“Bit of both.”
Alex drove past the last of the hotels—at least the ones that were on the main strip with the others. And when he drove into an area that was clearly residential, Brianne turned to him and narrowed her eyes. “Are you sure we’re going the right way? It seems like all the hotels are behind us.”
“We’re not going to a hotel.”
Brianne was sure she must have heard incorrectly. “Pardon me?”
“We’re not going to a hotel.”
“I don’t understand.”
Alex glanced at her and said, “I’ve got a place down here.”
“A place…you mean a place you own?”
Alex chuckled softly. “Yeah. A house. It’s an investment property.”
“Aren’t you full of surprises?”
“Does it bother you that we’ll be staying at my place?”
Brianne looked to the right, taking in the scenic view of the ocean. She had already stayed at Alex’s house in North Buffalo. “No,” she replied. “I just didn’t expect it.”
“Because if you’d feel more comfortable at a hotel…”
“We’re going to be joined at the hip, anyway,” Brianne said, then faced him and smiled, wondering why her heart thundered at her words. “Like I said, I just figured we were going to a hotel. I’m surprised you have a place down here. Is this where you stay in the winter? Or do you have a host of houses all over the world?”
“I have a number of investment properties, and yes, they’re in different places around the world.”
Brianne had been kidding. “Oh. What kind of places?”
“A villa in Cyprus. Also a place on the outskirts of Rome. A place in
Brianne took in the scenery as Alex drove. The palm trees. The bright sunshine as opposed to gray skies shehad left back in Buffalo. When they passed the Daytona International Speedway, she looked long and hard at the structure, her heart rate increasing. Had Carter truly been there just last month? And if so, how had he arrived in Daytona? How had he gone from lost in the Canadian Rockies to a life in Florida?
Brianne noticed that her hands were shaking and told herself to calm down. So much was riding on this trip, and yet nothing was a given. As hopeful as she was, there was still a part of her that wasn’t sure she could truly trust what Alex had said. She had to accept the fact that he could be mistaken about seeing Carter. There were look-alikes all over the world. Maybe Alex had simply seen a dead ringer for Carter.
God, let us find him. Even if the person only turns out to be Carter’s look-alike.
The last thing Brianne wanted was to return home with no answers.
If they learned that Alex had actually seen Carter’s look-alike, it would be horribly disappointing, but at least they would have an answer. And once and for all, Brianne could accept the fact that Carter was never coming home.
Lost in her thoughts, Brianne was no longer seeing the beautiful Florida scenery. But when she felt the vehicle turn left, she focused on her surroundings again.
They were now in a more populated area. There were a number of hotels and restaurants lining both the left and right sides of the street. As Alex drove past a sprawling Hilton hotel, Brianne glimpsed the stretch of sand and blue water on the right.
“The beach,” she said, somewhat excited. “Look at those colors. Beautiful.”
“Yeah, this is a really nice spot. Have you ever been to Florida before?”
“Once. To Orlando when I was twelve. The closest beach was an hour away in Tampa, but my family was so busy at Disney and the other theme parks that we never got there.”
“You like the beach?”
“What’s not to like?”
“Then you’d love Miami. It’s far enough south that it’s subtropical, so much warmer in the winter even than Daytona. You’ve got vegetation there that you find in the Caribbean. And the Florida Keys? Now that’s a beautiful spot.”
“Sounds like you do a lot of traveling.”
“A fair bit.”
“All for work—or for pleasure?”
“Bit of both.”
Alex drove past the last of the hotels—at least the ones that were on the main strip with the others. And when he drove into an area that was clearly residential, Brianne turned to him and narrowed her eyes. “Are you sure we’re going the right way? It seems like all the hotels are behind us.”
“We’re not going to a hotel.”
Brianne was sure she must have heard incorrectly. “Pardon me?”
“We’re not going to a hotel.”
“I don’t understand.”
Alex glanced at her and said, “I’ve got a place down here.”
“A place…you mean a place you own?”
Alex chuckled softly. “Yeah. A house. It’s an investment property.”
“Aren’t you full of surprises?”
“Does it bother you that we’ll be staying at my place?”
Brianne looked to the right, taking in the scenic view of the ocean. She had already stayed at Alex’s house in North Buffalo. “No,” she replied. “I just didn’t expect it.”
“Because if you’d feel more comfortable at a hotel…”
“We’re going to be joined at the hip, anyway,” Brianne said, then faced him and smiled, wondering why her heart thundered at her words. “Like I said, I just figured we were going to a hotel. I’m surprised you have a place down here. Is this where you stay in the winter? Or do you have a host of houses all over the world?”
“I have a number of investment properties, and yes, they’re in different places around the world.”
Brianne had been kidding. “Oh. What kind of places?”
“A villa in Cyprus. Also a place on the outskirts of Rome. A place in
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