Saving Hannah by Saving Hannah (epub)

Author:Saving Hannah (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2001-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three—Vanished

Caine was on pins and needles all night and the next morning, while he waited to see Hannah again. The feeling that she was in danger lurked in his mind constantly—he couldn’t shake it no matter how hard he tried.

How did Max sling me across the room? Why did Hannah pass out? What did he mean by this ‘happens sometimes’? What had Hannah gotten herself into?

Going through the motions, he tried not to worry as he went through the dining room and pulled all of the chairs off their tables, arranging them the right way, glancing out the window every other second to see if Hannah was approaching.

“She’s not coming in today,” a cheery voice said from behind him.

Turning, he saw Mia behind the counter, loading packages of sugar into a tray. “Who?” Caine asked, placing the last chair on the floor as he walked toward the door to flip the sign from closed to open.

“You know who,” Mia said. “Hannah. Anybody can see you’ve got the hots for her.”

Caine shrugged as he unlocked the door. “We have complicated history.”

“I can tell.” Smiling at him as he walked toward the kitchen, she leaned her elbows on the counter. “Anyway, she’s not coming in. She called a few minutes ago and said something came up.”

Caine paused, knowing he should walk away and not probe the subject, but he couldn’t help it. “What kind of something?”

Mia shrugged. “I dunno. We’re lucky she called at all. Normally she just pulls a no-show and then begs to keep her job.”

“She skips out a lot, huh?”

“Yep.” Raising an eyebrow at him, she teased, “You ever thought about bein’ a cop? You’ve got a way of turning things around like a cop would do.”

He laughed—it was definitely a new comparison, with the most common being monster or delinquent. “I think the jail sentence pretty much knocks me out of that one.”

“Who knows?” She said with a shrug as she leaned over the counter further, as if she wanted to keep him from leaving. “Maybe you could be a private investigator and dig up people’s dirty little secrets.”

Shaking his head, he started back toward the kitchen, but something made him stop. Turning back to face Mia, he said, “You’re sure it was Hannah who called? Not Max?”

“It was Hannah—took the call myself.” Her gaze lingered on his before she leaned forward a little more. “You’ve noticed it too? Their creepy co-dependent relationship?”

Okay, he was hooked. Walking toward Mia, he slid onto a stool across from her. “Yeah. He’s weird, huh?”

“She’s weird,” Mia said, wrinkling her nose. “Always keeping an eye out in case he decides to show up, and running right to his side—and usually out the door—whenever he does.”

“She didn’t used to be that way,” he said defensively. “It’s not really her.”

Mia shrugged indifferently. “All I know is he’s got her whipped.”

“Have you ever seen anything...strange about them? Have you ever seen him lose his temper?”

She shook her head, leaning her elbows on the counter and bringing her face close to his.

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