along with another personal issue I’m trying to sort out.
Sly sticks his head in my door. “Hey, man, can you help me get Princess to the car?”
I nod and follow him. Once we’re in her room, he realizes he has to change her. Man, little kids could shit up the world it seems like.
“Princess, how can something this nasty come out of your little body?” My brother makes faces at her. “Are you ready to go show everyone your workout clothes? Let’s go get our buff on.” I laugh at the little jumper thing my brother had made with our logo on the front and Princess on the back.
“You know, by the time she starts talking, she’s going to be sick of hearing your voice. You talk all the damn time,” I say as I throw the diaper bag on the shoulder opposite my gym bag.
“She loves her daddy’s voice. Shut up, Uncle Ugly.”
I look over at Sly once we’re in the truck. “Have you talked to Elizabeth in the past few days?”
“No, she’s been busy with her job, I guess. She said she got a few more days a week. I told her Marco would hire her to work at the gym but she refuses. She says she isn’t taking a hand out from him.” He shrugs.
She added more days? What the fuck? I exhale loudly, “I fucking told her if she doesn’t talk to Marco soon, I am.”
We have a short conversation the rest of the way to the gym and inside. I want to tell him everything I know, but it’s her story to tell. Plus, if I’m going to tell anyone, it’ll be Marco.
Out of nowhere Lox is running in the room and turning on the TV. “Sloan just called me to turn on the news. Kara is really upset.”
“What?” Sly grabs his phone.
Once Lox has the TV on, we see the local news has sirens and cops all over the place.
Breaking news. There was a shooting on Universe Boulevard two hours ago. Three armed assailants who were holding up the First Bank of Florida opened fire on officers responding to the bank’s alarm system. The suspects were killed in the process, along with two members of the Sheriff’s Department. Officer Thomas McKay and Detective Leroy Harmon.
Chelsea! I’ve done enough snooping to know she’s at the hospital right now. Oh God, I have to get to her.
I run over to Lox, “Give me your keys.”
“What for?” Lox says with a sour look.
“Because we drove the baby mobile today and I need to go check on someone. Now!” I snap.
Lox shrugs. “Fine. Take them. Where are you going?”
“Somewhere,” I say, running out of the room.
I don’t really remember the drive to the hospital. Once I find a parking spot, there are cop cars everywhere. I run in the doors and to the desk. Charity, a lady I’ve met several times, sees me. “Hey, where’s Elaine?”
She smiles. “Um hang on, let me see if I can find her. It’s been a little crazy.”
A minute later Elaine comes bustling out. “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
“Where’s Chelsea Harmon?” I blurt out.
She puts her hand to her mouth. “Oh sweetie, one of the deputies took her and her mom home.”
“Do they still live over on Magnolia Trail?” I ask hurriedly.
She sighs hesitantly. “Let me look.” She pulls something up on the computer and gives me a brief nod. She grabs my arm. “Huck, baby, what’s going on? I’ve never seen you like this.”
“She’s a friend,” I say, darting back out of the hospital.
Driving fast down the streets to a familiar place takes me back a little. It was so much different back then though.
I pull up as close as I can but the street, front yard and driveway are already flooded with vehicles. I make my way in the front door. As soon as I walk in I see her sitting at the bottom of the stairs. I walk over to her and pick her up in my arms to a standing position.
She tries to shove me away but I keep her close. I drag her up the stairs to her old room. I shouldn’t even know where it is, but that’s our secret. Shutting the door behind us, I kiss her forehead.
“Chelsea, baby. I’m so sorry. Is