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"Who?" She cried. "Who took him?"

"Los Li."

Chapter Twenty Seven

Aunt Brooke put a glass of water on the table in front of Skye. "You need to drink, honey."

Skye automatically took a sip. The last thing she wanted to do was get sick, tired, or weak. Dio needed everyone looking for him.

She rubbed her forehead. "I don't understand why I can't drive around in my car to look for him."

"I'd go with her. I'll make sure she doesn't get out of the car." Mariah looked up at Brett. "You could follow us."

"None of us are going anywhere." Aunt Brooke sat across from her. "We can't give your dad and the others more to worry about. The men they're after are dangerous, especially around women. That's why we had escorts. Your dad. Dio. The others will do everything to make sure Los Li doesn't harm any of us."

Yet, Dio was missing and possibly hurt. Her chest ached. He could be dead—she shook her head, refusing to even think about losing him.

"There are twelve hundred people residing in Seaglass Cove. Why can't they find him?" She sprang from the chair.

"Yeah, but there's thousands of tourists here. It's summer," said Brett.

Six Havlin members inside the clubhouse stayed behind when the others rode out looking forDio. Those who stayed behind should've gone, too. The more men they had out there looking, the sooner they'd find Dio.

"Brett." She turned to her right. "Go out there and see what they're doing. Maybe they need more people helping."

"Jagger ordered me to stay here." His eyes softened. "I'm sorry, Skye."

Aunt Brooke wrapped her arm around Skye's back and led her back to the chair. She sat, dejected. Covering her face with her hands, she rubbed her burning eyes. No matter how many people were in Seaglass Cove now, the coastal town was small. It shouldn't take long to find someone.

Brett walked away from the table. Skye watched him look at his phone, type on it, and frown.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Riders coming back. ETA ten minutes," he said as he typed.

"Did they find him?"

"It wasn't mentioned." Brett walked off to tell the others.

Skye's legs bounced against the chair. If they were coming back, that meant they found him. Her dad had promised that he wouldn't come back without him.

"He's coming back," she whispered. "He has to come back.

Aunt Brooke squeezed Skye's hand. She needed Dio. Only Dio.

All her life, he had been there, spoiling her with gifts, supporting her in swimming, encouraging her in school, and making her feel like she wasenough.

But she hadn't had him long enough to love him back. A lifetime wasn't enough for her.

Her heart would never survive if something happened to him.

She swallowed a sob and stood, shrugging off Mariah's hand and avoiding her aunt's touch. "I'm sorry. I just...I need..."

Walking away from them, she hugged her middle. Ten minutes seemed like forever.

She stopped in front of the wall of pictures, going through the photos one by one and picking out Dio. She'd done this hundreds of times throughout the year. She used to make a game of it, as if he played hide-and-seek on her.

Now, she peered at Dio in each one and remembered when he got his tattoos, the one time he shaved his head, and the time he helped her save all the kittens.