Chapter 148

I pushed the car harder than I should have through the winding roads leading to our house, my knuckles white against the steering wheel. The rational part of my brain kept telling me I was overreacting – the phone networks had been spotty lately, and Amelia was safely home. But years of survival instincts were screaming at me that something was wrong.

Her last text was hours ago, even so, she would've called to let me know the second she got home.

But she didn't.

Those instincts had saved my life more times than I could count. And now they were ringing in my head like alarm bells.

I tried her number again, my jaw clenching when it went straight to voicemail. "Come on, Amy," I muttered, inhaling deeply as I tried to calm my racing heart and maintain my composure.

There was more than enough security around her to make sure no harm would come to her and besides…

The security gate opened automatically as I approached, and I scanned the grounds out of habit. Everything looked norma