Blythe Kincaid – 11:02A.M.
Hey just checking in on Darcy
Juliet narrowed her eyes.
Juliet Jacobs – 11:03A.M.
Well, interestingly enough, you haven’t texted Darcy, you texted Juliet
Blythe Kincaid – 11:03A.M.
No kidding
Look, I just want to know if she’s doing okay
I know she’s upset. And I’m TRYING to respect her request for space
But when she left she just took off, not even wearing actual shoes, and her notebook, phone, and suitcase are all still here
I’ve made it almost 24 hours to give her space
So. How is she??
Alarm blasted through Juliet, and she had to double-take at Blythe’s messages.
Not wearing her shoes?! She left her phone and notebook at Blythe’s house?!
She wanted space from BLYTHE?
She stabbed at the Call icon so hard her index finger smarted with it. But she didn’t really feel that, couldn’t really feel much of anything –
“Hey,” Blythe answered.
“What thefuckare you talking about?” Juliet demanded to know, unable to temper her tone even a little bit. “What happened?”
“So, she hasn’t contacted you?”
“You said she left her phone at your place!” Juliet snapped back, her mind going a million miles a minute. “Whereisshe?”
Did they need to call the police? What the hell was wrong with Blythe? If Darcy disappeared twenty-four hours ago, something could beseriouslywrong!
Juliet, without a word of exaggeration, would burn the town of Pineford down to the sticks; she didn’t care. If something happened to Darcy there, people would suffer the consequences.
“She did leave her phone here, but I don’t know; maybe she has her tablet or computer? Maybe she booked a ticket and flew back to L.A. or something,” Blythe shot back. “I know she made it back to Stardust last night, I asked Sandra.”
Okay.
Juliet managed to take in a deep breath.Okay. So, she’d gotten home.
Which made Juliet turn her attention to the matter of the next-biggest importance. “Why is Darcy so upset with you that she doesn’t want to talk to you, and literally left all of her belongings at your house?”
Blythe was silent for several seconds, which made Juliet’s concern notch up again. What the hell had happened since Darcy had left here yesterday morning? She’d been going to Pineford to relax and reset.
It didn’t seem like that had happened.
“Well?” Juliet pushed, impatiently, turning on her heel as she started toward the stairs. There was already enough cause for concern for her to go to Pineford, to be with Darcy. She didn’t even know what had happened yet, but –
“Emerson and I told her we aren’t,” Blythe broke off, clearing her throat, “That we aren’t going to do another We, The Romantics album.”