woke up in hospital and no one has seen or heard from him. I don’t know what to do.”
It was like a sledgehammer slammed into the middle of my chest.
I covered my mouth with a trembling hand, robbed of speech. Kyros’s anger cut through my shock, and I dug the heel of my palm against my ear until the pain shoved away the urge to cry.
“Theodore’s missing?” I rasped, slightly too late. “Why didn’t you tell me? You think the people who drugged you took him?”
Her voice shook. “I’ve called the restaurant to ask what they remember. They said we were there until after dinner and then disappeared. Their cruise boat doesn’t have any cameras onboard. His phone is dead or something. He won’t answer my calls. I filed a missing person’s report with the police five days ago, but they haven’t found anything.”
I listened to her frantic babbling, wondering if I’d ever felt less human.
“Tom, slow down.”
She choked. “I love him, Basi.”
Tears thickened my voice, and my vision of the books blurred. “I know you do, girl.”
“I can’t sleep. I can’t think. What if he’s injured or worse? I need to know. Basil, I swore I’d never ask you to use your influence and money on my behalf,” she whispered. “But I don’t know what else to do. I need your help.”
My face was slick with tears. “Of course. You have it.”
This is what I’d hoped to avoid. Back at the estate and away from prying ears, I could have told Tommy the truth, especially now King Mikael had given me the key around the compulsion. The presence of Kyros and his family was backing me into a lie Tommy would never forgive me for, even if I came clean as soon as possible.
Theodore was dead and cold. In pieces. I hated giving her false hope. I wanted her to know what that bastard did. He didn’t deserve her grief. Not one bit of it.
“The circumstances were dodgy with your drink being messed with,” I said after wiping my face. “I have to play devil’s advocate, Tom. Is it possible Theodore did that to you and ran after?”
Her silence was awful. Worse than her tears.
“Or,” I added, “is it possible he got cold feet with your relationship and doesn’t want to be found? Maybe when you were roofied, you guys had an argument? Anything could have happened.”
“No,” she whispered. “Stop saying those things.”
“I just… What if he’s okay?”
“Then I need proof of that. One way or another. I can’t move on without the truth.”
My heart was made of glass, and her words shattered it. “Please tell Fred to grant you whatever help he can. When I’m back, we’ll get through this together.” And I’ll break your heart.
“You’ll be back soon?” she croaked.
I’d witnessed Tommy sounding pitiful once in my life. She was broken.
My voice firmed. “As soon as I can. I promise you.”
Hanging up, I slipped the phone into the back pocket of my high-waisted shorts, feeling my holey crop-sweater ride up. Staring at the bookshelf, I didn’t turn until my face was dry and I had rein on my emotions again.
Thank you, Agatha Le Spyre.
The quiet was leaden. Too heavy.
I needed pizza, ice cream, and Avril Lavigne’s Let Go album.
Dierdre punched me on the shoulder as I passed.
Love that bitch. Screw Lionel. Next time, I’d sit next to her.
Throwing open the pizza box, my stomach unknotted somewhat as the royals began to converse again. All but one.
Green eyes trained on me, and I ignored him, stuffing as much of the margherita slice into my mouth as possible.
Actually…
Grabbing the box, I rounded the bend, walking to the hall.
An arm looped around my bare waist, stopping me.
Resigned, I peered up at Kyros. “What?”
He didn’t say a word, so I listened to the war within him instead. Sorrow, fear, guilt, uncertainty, frustration, anger.
So much anger. And yet it was a tiny blip on what he’d feel toward me when Sundulus discovered the truth. If Fyrlia was starting their countermove, then I needed Kyros to hold the fort until I could figure out some way around what I’d done.
I sighed as Rory cleared his throat dramatically.
Jesus. I hadn’t forgotten the damn messages!
“Driving lessons,” I said, sighing.
Kyros’s eyes dimmed.
“You promised to show me how to drive. I want a lesson.” Striding back to the bench, I threw the pizza box down and faced off with him.
Kyros’s face hardened though he turned to watch me. “No.”
“You’re going back on your word?” I challenged. “Knew