Chapter 7
“What do you mean he’s not in any condition to talk to me?” Jules paced the entry way in the SOB, where he’d texted everyone to meet as soon as he arrived.
Belle yipped at his feet, eager to be let off the leash. He’d run by his house to check on her before heading to the SOB, but she’d given him such a pitiful look, he’d taken her with him.
“When he didn’t answer his phone, I ran by his house,” Charlie explained. “He’s…been drinking. Said you left.” He gave him a pointed look.
Shit. This was his fault. He should have told Felix where he was going. But he’d been so determined to talk to Santa and try to get him to understand what they were doing, he hadn’t thought about how his leaving the island may appear to Felix.
“I’ll go over there and get him,” he assured everyone.
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