He’d sent her a text, and she’d not replied to it.
“What time did the place close?” she asked. “You know, where they went to paint and drink.”
Already, she knew what business he was talking about. There was only one that fit the bill inDamascus.
The Tipsy Easel.
It was a boutique of sorts where you went in, picked out a medium, like ceramics or canvas, had wine, and did girl nights with friends.
It was fun there, and a popular place.
Dave tried to recall the answer to that question, but honestly, he wasn’t one hundred percent sure.
“I think eleven. She normally sends me a text on her way home. I see it in the morning when I’m leaving work. I didn’t get one this morning, and I just assumed she drank a little too much. When I came home, I went to our bedroom, and she wasn’t in there. Our bed wasn’t slept in! You gotta find her!”
Dannie tried to calm him down. Detective Pezzimente knew they were screwed if they couldn’t get information to lock this down.
Only, he’d be freaking out too.
Deep down, he didn’t like this.
Why?
This sounded like the other two women who had disappeared. There was a little nagging voice in his head that was shouting in alarm.
God.
He sincerely hoped that this wasn’t what he suspected it was going to be.
A.
MESS.
“What is the name of the painting place she went to?” he asked, needing a place to start.
Dave rattled it off.
“It’s calledThe Tipsy Easel,” he said. “It’s on Fourth!”
Yeah, Leah had been right. That was the business that was a block from her apartment in the heart of downtown.
“Gotcha,” Dannie said, making notes.
As they did their job, it was clear that Dave was getting even more agitated.
His pacing had intensified, and he looked about ready to bolt.
Then, like predicted, the man was over it.
“Why aren’t you out looking for her? Something bad happened to my wife! She’s not someone who does shit like this!” he said loudly, like they weren’t standing three feet from him.
Or were deaf.
Well, there was an answer to that.
Maybe because they were looking for two other women at the same time, and now, it was looking like a trio of horrible had been dumped into their laps.
Oh, and also, they’d just got this call. They’d work on it after they got information.
