“Could be,” Mitch agreed. But neither of us believedit.
“I’ll be there in ten,” I promised. “Ash Martin’s coming withme.”
“Good.”
“I’ll drive,” I told Ash. “Meet me at thetruck.”
“Yeah. Lemme grab boots and a coat,” Ash said, heading into the backroom, which led up to theirapartment.
“Be back,” I toldCal.
I rushed across the street and rang the doorbell repeatedly, the warmth of the coffee cup searing myhand.
“Keep your shirt on!” I heard Henry yell, followed by a clomping sound that I knew was his cane on the stairs. “I’mcoming.”
He threw open the door a second later. “Silas?” Henry was still in his pajamas, his white hair sticking up around hishead.
“Morning, Henry. Sorry to barge in. I just need to see Ev really quickly. I got called out andI…”
“Silas,” Hen said, eyes wide. “Ev isn’t here. He stayed with you lastnight.”
“No, he came back here,” I told him. “We had a fight. A reallystupidfight,and…”
But Henry was already shaking his head. “I took Diane out to dinner last night, Si. And when I came home, the place was deserted. Far as I know, he hasn’t been home since he left here with you yesterdayafternoon.”
“But then… Henry, if he's not here, where the hell ishe?"
