“Have you heard?” Mason asks as he comes through the sliding glass door. In our lives, either he has the gossip, or I do. Being the most senior teacher at Laurel Springs High means a lot of people – whether they be student or adult – confide in me. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, so I assume not.” He chucks his jacket and duty belt on the dining room table, before coming over and leaning against the counter. His hands are at his slim hips, taking my focus off his face for a split second. “Let me start out by saying it’s no one in our family, and for that I’m thankful. However, it is someone who goes to Laurel Springs High.” “Oh no, Mase. What happened?” My heart drops into my stomach. He runs a hand over his beard, his wedding ring glinting in the light of the kitchen. “Taylor Kingston was taken last night, and her parents were killed,” his voice is low, and full of pain. “Taken? What do you mean? Like kidnapped?” He nods, those dark eyes of his haunted and hollow. “Yeah, looked pretty brutal too. Archer got the call off the 911 feed, and when we went out she was gone, they were DOA. I’m just home for a few hours of sleep, and then I’ll be going back out. Crime Scene is out there right now. Hopefully they’ll be able to pick up some evidence for us. Right now we have nothing.” “Kids are going to hear,” I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, worrying the skin. Immediately my mind goes to the students I care so much about. “She’s well-liked, popular, and doesn’t have an enemy. I can’t imagine anyone would do this.” He sighs heavily. “Reminds me of when Caleb was in school and they lost a classmate. Cursory questions we’ve asked haven’t revealed anything about anyone who might have wanted to hurt the family. Finding her isn’t going to be easy.” “None of this is easy.” I remind him. “Nope, and it’s even heavier than normal. They don’t have neighbors for miles, babe. There were no cameras on the house, and we got a late start compared to whoever did this. We’re at zero. People are gonna have questions, and we’re not gonna have answers,” he blows out a deep breath, his shoulders drooping. Reaching over, I grab his hand. “If there’s anything I know about you, it’s you’re gonna find her.” “Second day on the fucking job, Rina,” he shakes his head. “We’ve never had anything like this in Laurel County.” The only thing I can do is put my arms around him and hold on tight. “There’s a reason you were given this job, Mase. It’s because you and your team, are the best. You’ll find her, and you’ll figure out why the Kingston’s were targeted.” “I wish I had as much faith in myself as you do in me, babe.” Reaching up, I place a kiss on his cheek. “I have enough for both of us.”
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