"Me, too," he said. "What's next?"
"The school. I want you to talk to the bus driver." How in the hell did a girl turn a corner a few minutes before the bus arrived and just disappear? Blue flexed her fingers around the steering wheel and said, "Use your lie-detector mojo to find out if he's our guy."
"Okay. What are you going to do?"
"I'll talk to Maya and her mom. When do the search dogs arrive?"
"Not for another hour."
"Shit. Why do I feel like we're running out of time?"
"Because we are," said Colt. "God help that sweet little girl."
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"Ms. Hatty, we got visitors. Police."
Hatty Stockwell turned from surveying the work on the barn, the brim of her straw hat staving off the light of the morning sun. "It's all right, Garret. I'm expecting them."
Garret nodded. "We getting a new recruit?"
"Not today," she said. "Go on. Leo needs helps replacing the rotted boards. God willing and the creek don't rise, we might actually get to painting today."
