Speak Now by Chautona Havig

Author:Chautona Havig [Havig, Chautona]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2013-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Jonathan heard her scream, cry, and then nothing. He shouted for her for a minute before the phone went dead. Probably smashed. Immediately, he dialed his local police and told them what he’d heard. “She said she saw someone and then she screamed. About a minute later, the line went dead. I debated calling the Rockland police, but I thought they’d listen to you more than me.”

The moment he got off the phone, he called Cara’s house. The line buzzed—busy. Relief slammed into him. It probably meant she’d made it inside the house—at least he hoped she had. Why else would the phone be busy at that time of night? Again, he dialed his local police and told them that he thought she was okay. “Sorry for bothering you, but I didn’t know what else to do.”

The next time he called, Cara answered quickly. “Jonathan, I’ve got police here, and I can’t talk. He stole your key! I’ll call you tomorrow.”

The phone mocked him for several minutes as he stared at it. Being nearly a thousand miles from her wouldn’t work. He paced his office, sent a few emails, and prayed for hours. Prayed until the sunrise colored the morning sky a perfect flamingo pink. She hadn’t called. He knew she’d said tomorrow and knew she’d probably meant later in the morning at the earliest, but he’d hoped…

~*~*~*~

“I want it delivered to her house immediately. Insure it. Thank you.” He disconnected the call, sat the phone in the charger, and hung his head in his hands. Several minutes ticked past before he reached for his mouse and clicked open his insurance company’s website.

With a heavy sigh, he clicked on the claim link and followed the procedure for filing a claim. He’d only filed one claim and had intended never to do it again, but here he sat, filling in information as though he did it every day. Cara would feel terrible about the loss. He needed to be able to tell her it was taken care of when she called.

Noon came and crawled by on the back of a garden snail. He tried to keep his children occupied and his mind off the call he still hadn’t received, but Jonathan felt lost. Verna offered to stay home, but he knew how she looked forward to her weekends with her children and grandchildren. He couldn’t take advantage of her good nature, no matter how strong the temptation.

By two o’clock, he realized that Cara would need a new phone. By four, he wondered if she’d been more injured than she’d led him to believe; and by six, he began searching the web for Russell and Diane Laas. He hesitated over the number for several minutes before he dialed her home phone instead. An answering machine picked up almost immediately.

“I know you said you’d call, and I know I’m being a pest, but I can’t help feeling helpless and concerned. Can I do anything? Order you a new phone? Have it delivered

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