Chapter 85: Austin

Miranda had slinked out during Rand's meltdown in the kitchen. I stuck around to calm the little guy. Once he'd quit crying, he made me promise to find his aunt to apologize. Sarah didn't find humor in her son's outburst, but I fully believed she was perfectly content to let him send me on a wild goose chase to locate Miranda.

After an hour of searching around the house and the barn, noting none of the horses were missing and none of the guys had seen her, I got concerned. Sarah hadn't heard from her, and I couldn't find her.

"Did she rent a car?" I asked Sarah as I threw open the screen door. It creaked and then banged closed behind me. After a decade, I'd think someone would have oiled that damn thing.

She stopped whatever she'd been doing to question me. "Miranda?"

I let out a sharp exhale through my nose and counted to five so I didn't come unglued on my brother's wife. "Who else, Sarah? Yes, Randi. I can't find her."