Trex pointed toward his sister’s room. “My sister was in an accident.” He looked at me. “She’s banged up but will be fine.” He looked around, expectant. “Do you have Darby?”

I shook my head and looked at Zeke, nervous to explain.

“Why would you have Darby? What’s going on?” Zeke asked.

I said, hesitant to give him more bad news. “I spoke to Trex earlier, and hasn’t heard from her. She didn’t come home.”

“What?” Zeke asked, trying to sit up. “That’s not like her. She’s getting close to her due date, Naomi. We’ve got to find her.”

“I know. I’ll get an update from Trex and figure it out.” I kissed his cheek. “Rest. I’ll take care of it, I promise.”

Zeke nodded, and I stood, ushering Trex outside into the hall.

“Is Zeke going to be okay?” Trex asked.

I looked toward the door. “I think so. I…” my brows pulled together. “I want to help you, but I need to stay here.”

Trex nodded, but I could tell the reassurance in his voice was forced. “You should stay.”

I returned to Zeke. He was holding his hand out to me, and I took it. He was still disoriented, but he was awake and talking, answering questions—all good signs. But he was still pale and weak.

“Silver lining,” he said, “We’ll have a good story to tell about our first Christmas together.”

I breathed out a laugh. “True.” My smile crumbled.

“What? Is it Darby?”

“Trex has the rest of the team. They’ll be fine. I’m staying.”

“What are you not telling me?”

I cringed.

“Naomi…” he insisted.

“It appears her ex is in town.”

“He was here?” His eyebrows shot up. “Darby, she’s scared of him. He’s bad news.”

“Yeah.”

“Go,” he said without hesitation.

“I can’t leave you. I won’t.”

He waved me away, dismissive. “I can get Watts to babysit me. They need you.”

I shook my head.

“Naomi, if something happened and you weren’t there to stop it, you’d never forgive yourself.”

“And if you get sick while I’m gone?”

“I won’t. But Watts can do exactly what you could if you were here. No one can do what you do out there. They need you.”

I shook my head.

“Naomi,” he said, squeezing my hand. “Please.”

“You’re sure?” I asked again, my heart tugging in both directions.

He frowned. “Go find her, Naomi, then come back to me.”

”Okay. Okay, I’ll go. I’m calling Watts first.”

“Yes, boss.” He nodded then relaxed against the bed.