unnatural that the air felt charged and seemed to dance whenever he was close.
She tried to believe that. It helped her to steel her resolve.
She had locked the door, and it rattled now.
âCara? Damn it, whatâs wrong?â
She was fully dressed when she opened the door. Her hair was brushed smooth, glistening where it was caught back in a rubber band, and her cheeks were pale beneath their careful makeup. âI have to go, Tate.â
âGo?â He stared at her, taking in her fully buttoned suit, the purse on her shoulder. âI donât understand. You have to pick out your dress tonight. You know itâs your last chance. Otherwise, they wonât guarantee the work will be done in time.â
Oh, the insidious stab of weakness.
The pain of letting go of so many dreams.
âIt doesnât matter, Tate. I wonât be needing the dress after all.â Cara turned, drawing her hands behind her back.
Donât let him see,
she prayed.
Above all, donât let him argue.
âNot today. Not next week.â
âI donât understand,â he repeated. âDo you have to work late again? Is this something to do with the Costello appeal?â
âIt has nothing to do with work.â Cara hardened her voice, closed her heart. âItâs over between us.â She forced out the awful words like pits from a bitter fruit. âIâm sorry, Tate, but I canât marry you. The wedding is off.â
chapter 6
W hen Summer reached the aquarium, Audra was nowhere to be seen.
 Frowning, she checked with the nearest guard. âSchool group number three finished fifteen minutes ago, maâam.â He studied a column on his clipboard. âTheir bus just left. Number twenty-three.â
âHave you seen their student docent? Small girl, brown hair. She was wearing a red jacket and a black shirt.â
âYou mean Audra OâConnor? Sure, I saw her. She took group three today.â The guard shoved back his hat. âCome to think of it, I havenât seen her around since the tour finished.â
Years of training snapped into place as Summer motioned to Sophy. âStay beside me, honey. Stay very close.â She scanned the room, searching for dark hair and a bright red jacket. âWeâve got to find Audra.â She held out an aquarium map to the guard, noting his name and badge number. âPlease show me the route the tour took.â Her voice fell. âAnd this is no rehearsal, Simon. Iâll need three of your guards to patrol the other floors. Please give a radio description to all staff members, too.â Her voice was crisp. âHow many other exits?â
âLoading and Receiving. Thereâs the rear deck facing the ocean, butââ
âAlert them all, and give them Audraâs description.â Summer was already shaping a field plan, sorting through her options. Most would involve approval of the aquarium director. âI need to speak with your head of security.â
The guard looked worried as he traced the tour route and handed the map back to Summer. âYou donât thinkâI mean, her mother told the museum director about whatâs been going on, butââ
Summer cut him off, glancing down at Sophy. âCall me on my cell phone with any news, Simon. And give your security director my number.â She rattled off a string of numbers.
âYes, maâam.â
Summer was at the far stairs when he called her back, his walkie-talkie raised to his ear.
âIâd better take you upstairs myself, Ms. Mulvaney.â
âDid you find Audra?â
âNo, maâam, but we found her red jacket.â His face was grim. âA guard noticed it behind a bench near the sea-otter tank.â
âSimon, get people on the exit doors immediately.â Summer had a cold feeling in her stomach as she tried Audraâs cell phone. Again there was no
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