He was with Justin this time. Sitting around talking wasn’t going to find Julia. They needed to do something. He paced her kitchen while Chase called the station in town to see if anything suspicious had been reported. This was ridiculous. They weren’t going to just spot Evan waiting for them. The phone on the table rang, and all of them looked at it in surprise. Julia’s number showed as the phone vibrated on the table. “Don’t take it out,” Chase ordered. “Are you kidding? I’m not wasting a chance to find her. You do your job, and I’ll do whatever I have to.” Dylan left the phone in the baggie but punched the button on the phone and turned the speaker on, holding a finger to his lips. “Well, hello. Who is this?” Evan’s voice held a note of mad humor. “Who’s this?” “Dylan, I was hoping to talk to you again.” Evan chuckled as if they were old friends. “You know, I’m not too fond of sharing, but since you two are no longer an item, I suppose it’s all working out the way it should, with the better man getting the girl.”
