Chapter Thirty-Six

Dylan

Dylan was worried. He’d seen Bonnie walk to the barn, but then she didn’t come back. He was waiting for her to come back so he could show her the updated car. He finally had it all fixed and ready for her. He’d basically put in a new engine, and he wanted to surprise her with it.

But he couldn’t find her.

He called her phone and smiled when he heard her ringtone from inside the barn.

“There you are,” he said, coming inside and looking in one of the horse stalls.

Except she wasn’t there. He found her phone tucked in a saddlebag. It was only because the ringer was perpetually stuck on the loudest setting that he even found it.

Anxiety tumbled in his belly. There was something very wrong about this. Bonnie always had her phone. It was part of her escape plan if the Trio ever came here. She needed it. It was as much a part of her as her hand or her head.

Tension crept into his jaw.

He grabbed his phone and called security.

“This is Dylan Abbott. Bonnie Kincaid is missing,” he announ