to get the jitters to such an extent. She’d attended a wedding not long ago where the groom had passed out during the exchange of vows.
What if someone had hurt her? Melissa dismissed that possibility immediately. Who would do that? Every person in attendance was a friend of hers and Hal’s. Certainly none of the staff at the lodge would’ve harmed her, for crying out loud.
Why wouldn’t Randi answer her phone?
Too many things were amiss here. Not only was Randi missing, but so was Olivia, the groom’s mother, which Melissa thought was unforgivable, even with the weather being the way it was. She had braved the high water and made it to the lodge—Olivia could have, as well. The fact that Olivia was the mayor of Grand Springs, prominent and visible, and hadn’t shown up was another slap in the face.
“Mrs. Howell?”
Melissa turned and faced Patsy Fuller, Randi’s best friend and attendant. Patsy’s long face seemed even longer as she rubbed at her forehead, hidden behind a fringe of uneven brown bangs. Her too-long hair had the tendency to cover her dark eyes, hiding what she was thinking.
But at the moment, there was no hiding her thoughts. Anxiety and concern were mirrored in those eyes.
“Any word?” Melissa asked, hearing the unsteadiness in her own voice, something she abhorred. It made her feel vulnerable and unprotected, emotions she wasn’t used to. If only Albert hadn’t died on her. How dare he?
“Nothing,” Patsy said, her frown deepening. “I’m beside myself with worry, as I know you are.” She paused and sank her teeth into her lower lip. “Where could Randi have gone on a night like this?”
“I’ve asked myself that same question a hundred times.”
“What does Noah think?”
Melissa made an unladylike noise. “He doesn’t have a clue, either, but you noticed he went back to the hospital, which means he’s obviously not too worried.”
“Well, er, I’m sure there are a lot of emergencies due to the weather,” Patsy said in a lame tone.
Melissa knew she had put Randi’s friend on the spot, that she was uncomfortable with criticism of Noah. She didn’t care. Right now, she was not happy with her son for leaving her alone to cope with this bizarre and embarrassing debacle.
“I just wish I knew what had happened to her,” Melissa whined, at the same time fingering her perfectly coiffed hair.
Patsy played with the creases on her lavender silk dress, then peered up at Melissa. “Did Randi ever say anything to you about her feelings for Hal?”
Melissa stiffened. “What’s that supposed to mean? Noah hinted that their relationship might’ve had problems, which I don’t believe. Randi loved Hal and wanted to marry him. I’m convinced of that.”
“I’m not,” Patsy said, her tone blunt.
Melissa raised her eyebrows. “What are you saying?”
“I’m not going to betray Randi’s confidence, but I will say, in light of this situation, that she and Hal had their problems.”
Melissa pursed her lips. “Then why wasn’t I told?”
“I’m sure Randi didn’t want to upset you.”
“Upset me!” Melissa’s laugh was close to a squeal. “Now, that’s a joke. If this is an attack of cold feet, it’s unforgivable. I don’t like being blindsided, nor do I like being made a fool of.”
“I’m sure something terrible must’ve happened to make Randi run off.”
“Whatever it was, she’s inflicted cruel and unusual punishment on me.”
“It’s not about you,” Pasty mumbled.
“What’s that, dear?”
“I’m sorry,” Patsy said, her features pale and pinched. “I wish there was something I could do.”
“What about calling the police?”
“I thought of that. But they won’t do anything until she’s been missing for at least twenty-four hours.”
“Which is oftentimes too late.”
“I agree, and on a night like this, emergencies are taking all the police manpower. Almost every road is flooded, and with the nonstop rain, there are continual mudslides—the downside to living in Colorado.”
Melissa couldn’t argue with that, aware that the police weren’t going to give her missing daughter a thought, until…She wouldn’t think about that. She couldn’t. The idea of anything seriously befalling Randi didn’t bear thinking about. At the same time, she wanted to strangle her for pulling this stunt.
“Mrs. Howell.”
She swung around and faced Alex Bennett, who was a close and longtime friend of Noah’s. He was tall and powerful-looking with his polished, professional demeanor. He had always been rather imposing to Melissa, but she liked that in a man. He seemed to know what he wanted and went after it. He was a very successful oil tycoon.
“Is Noah still around?” he asked.
“No, he had to go back to the hospital.”
“What about Hal?”
“Come to think about it,” Melissa said, feeling a frown coming on but refusing to give in to it for fear of adding wrinkles, “I haven’t seen him, either.”
“No one has.”
Melissa gave him an incredulous look. “You mean he’s disappeared, as well?”
“Todd, his best man, said as much.”
“Now that you mentioned it,” Patsy put in, “I haven’t noticed him myself.”
“I thought maybe he was simply avoiding me because of what Randi did,” Melissa said in a taut voice.
Alex fingered the knot on his tie. “I have my doubts about that. Since he’s not around, everyone’s assuming he’s looking for Randi.”
Melissa sighed. “If that’s where he is, then let’s hope he finds her.”
“Oh, I think that’s a given,” Alex said. “Soon we’ll all be laughing about this.” Leaning over, he pecked Melissa on the cheek. “Give my best to Noah. Meanwhile, you hang tough. Randi’s going to be just fine. I’m convinced of that.”
Melissa smiled for the first time in a long while, lapping up his encouragement and positive outlook. “Thanks. I hope you’re right.”
Alex nodded at Patsy, then strolled off.
“Is there anything you want me to do?” Patsy asked, shattering the short, terse silence.
“I wish I knew what to do other than stand here like a fool and wait.”
