“We’ll talk to neighbors and see if that was the case. Then, we’ll talk to his employer to cover our bases.”
Yeah, they’d have to dig around. Just like they’d done it for the other two women.
“What does she do for a living?” Leah asked.
Dannie had gotten the transcript of the call to nine-one-one emailed to him. Pulling out his phone, he read it over.
“She works in retail at one of the shops down on Main Street.”
Leah was thinking about it.
“Well, this is crazy,” she admitted. “The first woman is a teacher, then a bartender, and now a retail clerk?” she asked. “This feels random to me, and weird.”
Yeah, he thought it was bizarre too.
Together, they kept looking around the house to see if there was any sign that Phylis came home after all.
Or if there had been a struggle.
Only, there wasn’t any. Dannie didn’t see a purse, keys, or anything out of order. It would be easier if the husband hadn’t left, but that was neither here nor there.
“No struggle here. We can’t have the techs come here because we don’t know that anything nefarious happened. We don’t know if she’s missing or passed out at a hotel.”
That was true.
What they needed was something more to give them a direction. There was no doubt they both wanted this to be just a miscommunication and not another missing person.
Fingers were crossed.
“I don’t like working for this division. Give me a good old-fashioned homicide any day,” Leah admitted.
Yeah, him too.
These cases were going to stay tagged as missing persons until they could prove otherwise.
That meant bodies.
Or remains.
As they cleared the lower part of the house, there was nothing out of the ordinary there.
Leah sighed.
“Of course, it’s our luck we get asked to help out during a flu outbreak, and we catch not one, but three cases that we can’t even pass off because they’re going to go to our actual division.”
Dannie laughed.
“Yeah, our luck sucks. Tag, we’re it.”
That it did.
There was no arguing that. This was a clusterfuck for sure. Leah could feel it in her bones.
As they headed upstairs, they checked each room and they were nice. They guest rooms were filled with pretty things, and well decorated.
There wasn’t a sign of a kid to be found.
“I don’t think she had children,” Dannie admitted. “The other two women didn’t either. That’s something they have in common.”
