He was getting exasperated and bordering on hysterical. While they couldn’t blame him, they had to keep him calm to get information.
Honestly, they wouldn’t even be worried about this case since she was only missing for less than twelve hours, but the two other cases had them stressed.
Three, in this case, wasNOTa lucky number.
“Okay, Mr. Lizney, we know this is scaring you, but for Phylis’ sake, you need to stay calm. We’ll figure this out.”
He stopped them.
“Dave. My name is Dave, and I’m beyond scared. I need you to help find her. My wife isNOTgoing to flake out and not show up at home. I need you to…”
Leah stopped him.
“Breathe. We know what you need us to do, and we’re going to start working on it. What you can do now is give us some information. We’ll need it, and then we’ll go from there. Okay?” she asked, trying to calm him down.
That seemed to have helped.
A little.
“What you can tell us might help. Maybe she’s at a girlfriend’s home, or she stayed closer to the place to sober up,” she offered.
Deep down, there was the hope that was the case, and not something far more nefarious.
Or that she wandered away drunk and passed out in an alley to die of hypothermia.
Adamantly, he shook his head.
“I called all of her friends,” he said, pulling out his phone. “Here!” he offered to show them.
Shoving the phone at them, he needed them to hurry up and find his wife. This wasn’t like her, and even her friends were worried.
“My wife wouldNEVERmake alternate plans without telling someone. That isn’t how she behaves!”
Leah took the phone so he would calm down. He was their best resource on his wife, and they needed him to remain levelheaded.
But already, Leah didn’t like the vibe on this. Three missing women within days, and they were all reliable people?
Yeah, that was bad.
“Okay, tell us what you know. You spoke to her friends, so share that with us. Can you do that, Dave?” she asked.
He nodded, and then Dave started telling them everything he’d found out.
“I called each one, and they said they all finished up, and headed out. Her best friend Otha said she called a cab and was waiting outside the business to catch it.”
Dannie made notes.
“Okay, what is Otha’s full name?” he asked.
He shared.
“Otha Lapson. She and Phylis have been best friends for a while.”
They made notes as Dave kept talking as he paced back and forth.
“Stacy Beaurn, her other close friend, said the same thing. They offered to wait with her, but she sent them on their way. She told them she’d be fine waiting for the cab to pick her up.”
As he shared, Leah was checking his phone, and the last time he’d talked to his wife was as he headed out to work the night before at ten.
