Wicked Bite (The Royals: Vampire Court Book 1) by Megan Montero

Author:Megan Montero [Montero , Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leo Press
Published: 2022-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

DICE

What the hell does proof of life actually mean? I ground my teeth together and slammed the bus bucket down on the end of the bar. The bottles within rattled and shook. I mean, how hard was it to just send a five-minute text. No Devil Dick was THAT distracting that she couldn’t take five minutes to be like “Hey, I’m not going to be home.” or “Hey can you cover my shift? I’m not going to show up.” But there was nothing from Piper. Not even a thumbs-up emoji after I sent her . . . I pulled out my phone to check it . . . twelve texts.

“Still no word?” The manager, Andrew, walked up next to me.

I shook my head. “No.”

“It’s really not like her not to show up. But I’m glad you could come in to cover the noon shift for her.” Andrew was a cute, simple guy. He was about our age but looked younger with short blond hair, light brown eyes, and a clean-shaven baby face.

Don’t remind me. I was worried enough as it was. “I know. I have to admit I’m kind of worried.”

It wasn’t like Piper to not text me or call. We were attached at the hip. More than two hours without communication, and we both would send the other a “You dead?” gif just to check in. But I hadn’t gotten anything. And the sinking feeling in my stomach wouldn’t stop until I heard from her.

Andrew gave me a solemn nod. “Do you know where she might be?”

I glanced out the window and down the street. “I think so.”

He glanced over his shoulder at the empty restaurant. “It’s pretty slow right now. Why don’t you just go at least check to see if she’s okay?”

“Really? Are you sure?” I was already behind the bar reaching into the cabinet for my coat. “I don’t want to make it difficult for you.”

He waved toward the door. “Dice, go. You two are the most reliable employees we have. Just go check and come back if it’s all good.”

I threw the strap of my purse over my head, making it a cross body bag. I ran around the bar and out the door. The only reason I said yes to covering her shift in the first place was because I thought she was okay, and I didn’t want either of us to get fired. We had rent to pay, after all. But the later it got, the more that heavy ball in my stomach turned to nervous knots. My mind whirled with thoughts of all the things that could possibly happen, and I instantly regretted my addiction to all things criminal. Serial killer documentaries were not my friend at the moment. Visions of dead bodies in ditches came to mind and I shook them away.

She was probably all curled up in a king size bed with her Sexy Brit while I was over here worrying like a mother hen. And I was no mother hen .

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