Semi-Psychic Life (Glimmer Lake #2) - Elizabeth Hunter Page 0,16
the winter boots and hats. “What did Sully say?”
“Well, what he said and what I saw are two different things.”
Mark was the only one aside from Robin, Val, and Monica who knew that all three had developed psychic abilities after Robin’s car went into Glimmer Lake and they’d almost drowned.
“What did you touch?” Mark raised a hand. “I didn’t mean for that to sound dirty.”
“You’re so much more polite than your wife and Monica.”
“We heard that!” Monica shouted from the kitchen. “Why don’t you have the boys?”
“Jackson wanted to drive. They’ll be here in a little bit.” Val perched on a barstool at the kitchen island and watched Robin prepare a salad. “So what Sully said was that Bridger PD was looking for Josh and are asking around. What I saw in his head though tells me Bridger police think he just skipped town. They think he’s not in any danger and he’s probably in Vegas right now with a bunch of money.” Val folded her hands. “They’re not going to do anything except arrest him if he falls in their lap.”
“So what do you want to do?” Mark got her a wineglass and poured half a glass of white into it. “White, right?”
“Robin, what have you been training your husband with?” Val narrowed her eyes at Robin. “He’s being very thoughtful. I’m suspicious.”
The corner of Robin’s mouth turned up, telling Val that whatever Robin was doing with Mark, she was having just as much fun.
“Okay, never mind, let’s talk about my scummy ex and his problems again.”
“Well, we have to do something,” Monica said.
“Why?” Val took a long sip of wine. “Why do we have to do anything?”
“Your boys love their dad,” Robin said. “We have to find him for Jack and Andy.”
“Josh doesn’t deserve this many people worrying about him,” Mark muttered.
“Thank you.” Val reached over and clinked his glass with her own. “I agree.”
“But we should definitely do something,” he continued. “Sorry, Val, I have to agree with Robin. Your boys deserve to know what’s going on.”
Val let her head fall back and groaned. “I hate him so much and he’s making my life impossible even now!”
“I know, but you know we’re right,” Monica said. “We can help and we should.”
“The police—”
“The police don’t know Josh like we do,” Monica said. “And they don’t really have any motivation to look for him. They think he’s just another thief.”
Mark raised his hand. “Guy’s opinion here: There’s a woman involved in this somehow.”
“Why do you think that?” Robin asked.
Val and Mark spoke at the same time. “Because it’s Josh.”
Monica nodded. “I’d agree with that. Val, have you talked to the girlfriend?”
“No. She kept texting me, and I ignored her.” She curled her lip. “Do I have to?”
“Yes.” Monica walked behind Val and grabbed her phone from her back pocket. “Call her. Now.”
Val glanced at the clock and guessed that Jackson and Andy wouldn’t be on the road yet. “Fine.” She scrolled through her contacts, found Rachel’s number, and called. “But I’m putting her on speakerphone just so you all can share in the joy.”
Robin set the salad to the side and grabbed a notebook and pencil.
The phone rang twice before a bored voice picked up. “It’s about time.”
“Hello, Rachel. Nice to hear your voice too. The sheriff came and talked to me today. Have you heard from him?”
“Would I be calling you if I did?”
Val bit her lip. Hard. “Okay, the last I heard from Josh was about three nights ago. He left me a voice mail in the middle of the night. How about you?”
“Did he say where he was?”
“No. Did he tell you where he was going?”
“No.”
Val saw Robin scribbling. She held up a question.
Ask her when was the last time she saw him.
Val nodded. “Hey Rachel, when was the last time you actually saw Josh?”
There was silence, followed by a slight hiccuping sound. “We had a fight. It’s been five days. I went to my friend’s house and the last thing I said to him was really mean and what if something happened to him and that was the last thing I told him, something mean?” Rachel’s voice was trailing off into panic by the end.
“Rachel, take a breath.” Val rolled her eyes. The girl was way too melodramatic. “So you and Josh had a fight five days ago? But the police said he’s been missing for three days. Do you know who else saw him?”
“I don’t know. And we were texting until Tuesday.”