#Chapter 257: If She Wanted You Dead…

My question meets with silence on the other end of the phone. “Beau?” I say again. My heart hammers against my ribcage. Surely someone they trust is watching Mia right now. As Beau’s silence drags on, I’m beginning to suspect that might not be the case, and my stomach feels very much like it’s going to fall straight through the floor. “Beau,” I say a third time. If I could, I’d jump straight into the phone and shake him, demanding an answer. The third repeat of his name seems to wake him from whatever stupor my previous question had placed him in. “We’re rushing back to the Pyramid right now.” “Is that where Mia is? Who’s watching her? Beau?” “We’re handling this, Nanny.” “Beau! So help me, I am coming with you. I will run to the Pyramid if I have to.” “Don’t you dare.” “I’ll see for myself that Mia is okay!” “Stay right where you are,” he says. More often than not, his voice carries a playful lilt. Right now, it sounds as Neil’s does when giving orders – stern a