Clint’s car was in the driveway, and Griff wondered why, if Clint had truly left, he would leave his car. The guy loved his car. The thought jabbed at the back of Griff’s mind that Clint wasn’t safe and well. Still, Griff couldn’t find evidence Clint had been forced out of their home against his will. There were no broken windows or doors; nothing seemed out of place in the house. Everything was neat and tidy. More so than usual, it nagged him despite no outward evidence Clint was in trouble. But he wouldn’t be able to convince anyone he needed to search for Clint without some small bit of proof Clint was in danger and in need of help.
Griff’s mind circled back to the thought that he needed help with this. Nothing made sense, and he couldn’t sort the facts he knew out properly. He needed professional help and he knew who to ask. He scrolled through the contacts on his phone and hit Candice’s number.
She answered on the second ring. “What’s wrong? It’s 5:00 a.m.”
“Candy… sorry… I….” The ache of missing Clint and their dogs was unbearable. He had one other safe haven besides his home and that was his office. “I can’t do this on the phone. Meet me at work. Please?”
He heard her moving around her condo, running water and grabbing items. “What is wrong? Are you guys okay?”
“I—” He wasn’t all right. “I don’t know. I can’t stay here, at home.” Right now Griff needed the support his coworkers would offer in a heartbeat.
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
Giving one last look around a house that was no longer a home because its shining beacon was missing, Griff drove back to his office.
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