Chapter 217

Devante

"If she's not at home, she has to be here." We pull back in front of A Whole Latte Love. "There's just no other place I can think of."

"She wouldn't be at your apartment, would she?" Cutter asks, obviously trying to rack his brain.

"No, I have those security cameras. Nothing's gone off, and she knows the code. It would've alerted me that someone came in with the code. She's not there. Like I said, she left this morning."

"But her cars not here, bro. There's no one parked in the back," he argues.

"Call Rambo," I fire back at him. "Call Ransom and see if they can come track where her car may be. I'm telling you, she has to be in this vicinity. She has to be here." My voice is pleading this time, hoping God can hear how much I need for this to be true. I just found her, she can't be taken away from me before we even had the chance to figure out how to make this shit work.

Cutter's already on his phone, and I'm thinking back to the man I was when I first moved to Laur