Shadows In Durango

Chapter 102

*****Vincent's POV*****

I barely hear the thrum of the engine as Reid and I pull up to Emma's house.

My mind races, spinning faster than the wheels beneath us. Sofia should have been here by now, safe with Emma. But she isn't. And no one knows where the hell she is either!

I get out and slam the car door shut the second that he stops, anxiety clawing at my lungs.

Reid follows me out close behind me, his face a reflection of the same growing dread we both feel. There were currently endless possibilities of where she could be - most of which made me feel sick.

But I also knew that she had moved from place to place before whenever she had felt threatened by her father... and I feared that this was the same... had she run off again to a new town?!

We reach the door, and Emma flings it open before I can even knock - having been watching for us by the window.

Her expression is panicked, a mixture of worry and confusion swirling in her wide eyes.

"Reid, Vincent," she breathes, stepping aside to let us in, "I don't know what's going on. She said she was coming here, but... still nothing..."

"We will find her." I say firmly, knowing that I would stop at nothing to get her back.

Emma nods, biting her lip as she leads us both inside. My muscles ache from the tension, and I can't stop replaying the dinner over and over again in my head - how everything had blown up and had gone horribly wrong. The look on Sofia's face when she left... what if something happened to her after that?

"Did she say anything else before disappearing? Text you where she was?" Reid asks, his voice calm but firm, trying to manage the situation.

Emma shakes her head, wringing her hands nervously together. "Nothing. She picked up my call before you drove me home and I offered for her to stay the night and she agreed and said she would meet me here."

inhale sharply, trying to keep a lid on the anger bubbling beneath the

her mouth. "Vincent... that's Sofia's personal chat

time for this!" I snap, louder than intended. "She's ran away or she's went missing, Emma! Something's wrong either way. Just show me the damn texts!" My voice cracks under the pressure of my rising panic. Emma flinches but reaches for her phone, her

bottle my tone with his girl, as I all but grumble at his

of which had

clues. No hints

after ten." I comment, seeing it display as 'read' under the text from Emma at 10:03pm before the rest after

headed. So where the hell is she?! She could be anywhere by now!" "Her phone stopped ringing at ten forty too, started sending me straight to voicemail. Either it's dead

forever. Keep trying to call her!" I deadpan towards Emma, who looks alarmed but does as I say - attempting again for it

on a bus, don't they have charging ports? Or maybe she just wants time alone to think and

for the full

might turn up any minute now, but it's getting

forward, placing a hand on my shoulder and dragging me from my thoughts. "Vincent, you need to try and stay calm if

inside of my pocket. I pull it out hopeful, but seeing Daryl's name flash up on the screen only

still furious at how everything had went down at dinner. He'd always been a sore subject between Sofia

sharp look. "You should

couch. "I don't need his shit right now. Half of this is his

own phone, already dialing before I can respond. I rub my hands over my face, trying to focus as I sit down for a moment. Reid's right. As much as I hate it, we need to cover all our bases. Every minute that passes without knowing where Sofia is feels like a knife twisting in my gut. It was too late at night for

he waits for Daryl to pick up. Emma watches him, her face pale and drawn. I can

to you yet." He explains my reasoning for ignoring

Daryl's muffled voice on the

to go to Emma's, but she never showed, that's all we know..." Reid says into the phone, his voice calm but

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