he had to think about finding her. Somehow this made him feel cheated. It made him feel singled out. Like God hated him or something even though he didn’t really know if he even believed in God. This was an unrealistic challenge. One he felt like he shouldn’t have to be going through. There were things he knew would come up. Jealousy over past loves. The threat of one of her coworkers, maybe. One who seemed to have much more in common with her. One who was able to spend more time with her. One who was a better match for her. Maybe they would develop different interests. Maybe she would get tired of him working too much overtime at The Tent.
He did not delude himself into thinking there wouldn’t be arguments even though, thus far, that hadn’t happened. Maybe they didn’t know how to argue. Maybe that was the problem. Maybe she thought he hated arguing so much she couldn’t truly open up to him, feeling like he would just say anything in order to avoid arguing.
He found himself the God of a whole world of maybes.
Maybe he should get off his ass and start looking for her. He could sit here in his chair and think his head off but that wasn’t going to get him any closer to Gina.
God, this was just so fucking ridiculous.
He shouldn’t have to be doing this.
It was really difficult to wrap his mind around something this insane. A needle in a haystack. And while he knew Gina, while he thought he would probably have definite ideas about where to find her, he knew nothing about her captor. Were they even in Alton ? He didn’t know, but he didn’t think they could have made it too far. And were they even on the move? Would he be looking for a fixed location or would he be chasing them?
Okay. He had to think. He had to think about her and he had to keep the rules in mind, even though it was so fucking difficult to even take the rules seriously. This meant he couldn’t really let anyone know she had been kidnapped because that person would undoubtedly go to the police. And he didn’t have much time to work with so he had to act quickly.
First, he would go to her work. He didn’t know what tact he would use but he would find some way to question her coworkers. Hopefully, Maria would be there. She was close to Gina’s age and sometimes, she and Gina went out and did stuff together. If she was having an affair, Maria would know. Then it would just be a matter of getting her to betray her friend and let Jack know who the bastard was.
He didn’t really know what he could do after that. She wasn’t exactly a social butterfly. She liked staying home just as much as he did. He guessed he could try her brother, Sam. He lived in Alton so he was relatively close. Her parents were out. He didn’t want to worry them this early in the game. Maybe he could even try old Tim Fox. He thought he recalled her mentioning that he still lived somewhere around here. Hell, it was entirely possible Tim Fox was her captor. The man on the phone didn’t really say he was currently fucking Gina. He had only said she had decided to stop fucking him and start fucking Jack. She had been in the decline of her relationship with Tim when he had met her.
More like stole her way, he thought.
Okay, yeah, maybe he had stolen her away but he didn’t see how Tim Fox could be upset or bitter about that. From what Gina had said, he had a woman on the side too.
Whatever. It was time for him to go out and do something about it. If he lost Gina...
He didn’t even know what would become of him. He didn’t know what he would do. Spend the rest of his life looking for her, probably. So far, ever since meeting her, whenever he saw himself in the future, she had been a part of that future.
He opened the front door, ready to go, but things didn’t look very good. Not good at all.
Ten
He stood at the storm door. The glass had been pulled up so the middle of it was just a screen. It would probably only be that way for a couple more weeks so they