Chapter 17

“Sure, I understand,” Tim said sounding disappointed. “It’s my ex, he—”

“Is he bothering you?”

“No. No, nothing like that. He’s missing. I think.”

“You think or you know. It makes a difference, Tim.”

“E-even though we broke up, we still talk at least once a week. We decided to try and stay friendly.”

“But…” Doyle said.

“But, it’s been three weeks and not a peep. I’ve called. A lot. Left messages. Texted him. Nothing.”

“Is he seeing anyone?” Doyle knew that this could just be a case of a new relationship making friendships with old boyfriends awkward to explain.

“No, not that I know of.” Tim sniffled and Doyle knew that Tim still had feelings for his ex.

“Why’d he break up with you?”

“Oh, he didn’t. It was me. I thought I needed space. Needed time to do some things that…” Time looked at his hands and sighed. “But that was stupid. Beau was the best person I ever knew. And I screwed it up and now he’s missing and who knows what can be wrong.”