The Trillionaire's Lady (Trillionaire Wishes Book 2) by Ella Mansfield Page A

expected Alexa to argue with her, but she had to point out what she felt was terribly obvious.
    Alexa bit her lip, obviously thinking about it.  "I think so, too."
    "Do we tell the police that?  I mean, we'll sound crazy."  
    Alexa shrugged.  "We must be crazy if that's what we think, but really?  I think we should tell them everything, exactly as it happened.  They won't be able to find her otherwise."  A tear slowly trickled down her cheek.  "I can't imagine never seeing Alicia again.  We have to find her somehow."
    Megan nodded emphatically.  "We do.  We've been friends for so long.  I can't imagine going even a week without seeing her.  This is crazy!"  Alicia had once lived with them in their small house, but now lived in an apartment.  Megan wondered what would happen if they called her.  "I'm going to call her.  See if she answers."
    "That's a great idea!  Call her while we walk.  Why didn't I think of that?"
    Megan fished her phone out of her purse and hit Alicia's number on her contact list.  She waited for a moment as a voice telling her the cellular number she'd reached was out of the service area came on.  "Went straight to voice mail.  Said it's out of the service area."
    Alexa sighed.  "It was worth a shot."
    They reached the police station, and after going inside, went to the desk of a receptionist -type woman.  "We need to talk to someone.  Our friend disappeared."  Megan could hear the shakiness in her own voice, and did her best to stay calm.
    The woman, a soft- looking older woman of about fifty, pulled a piece of paper from her desk.  "How long has she been missing?"  She seemed bored with her job, as if she'd talked to people who were missing their best friends every day for thirty years.
    Megan and Alexa exchanged looks.  "About forty-five minutes?" Megan asked, looking to Alexa for confirmation. 
    Alexa nodded.  "That sounds about right."
    The woman looked highly annoyed at that point.  "She probably went out for a few minutes to get something.  She's not missing until she's been gone at least twenty-four hours."   She put the paper back into her drawer.
    Alexa shook her head, a slightly panicked look on her face as she struggled to make the woman understand.  "But...we saw her disappear.  She was right in front of us, and then she wasn't."
    Megan wanted to run away when she heard how strange what they were saying sounded as Alexa said it.  No one was going to believe them.  How could they?
    The woman raised an eyebrow.  "I'll get one of the officers out here to talk to you then."
    She picked up the phone and spoke softly into it, keeping her eyes on the two girls in front of her.  "We have two young ladies here to report the disappearance of their friend.  They said she's only been gone a few minutes, but they know that she is gone, because she was right in front of them when she disappeared."
    Megan looked at Alexa.  When the woman explained it that way, it certainly sounded like they were insane or on drugs or something.  How could they explain it in a way that made sense?
    "I'll tell them."  The older woman laid the phone onto the receiver.  "Have a seat over there, ladies.  One of the officers will be out to speak with you in a moment."
    They took seats in a small waiting area, clutching one another's hands.  Obviously no one believed them, but did it really matter?  Alicia was missing, and they needed to find her.
    When a young officer wearing sunglasses atop his head joined them, he looked at both of them carefully.  "Why don't you ladies come with me, and we'll talk about what you saw?"
    They both got to their feet together, following him toward the back of the building.  He led them to a small room with a long table and took a seat at one side, while indicating the chairs on the other.  "How long have the two of you known your friend?"
    Alexa and Megan exchanged a look, thinking about it.  "Nine years," Megan finally answered.  "We were all