Wyatt hadn’t thought about those bracelets again. Not until now.
But maybe this was the lead they needed.
Wyatt stepped away from the ambulance and pulled out his phone.
Naomi answered on the second ring. “Wyatt? Is everything okay?”
“Everyone’s fine,” he said. “Listen, I need to ask you something. At the farmers market in the fall—you bought some bracelets. Leather cord, small stones.”
“That’s right,” she said. “Why?”
“Do you remember anything about the people you bought them from?”
“Not much. Just that they were unique. They kind of had a hippie vibe. You know, not very well groomed, more au natural. They were also a little awkward. I’d never seen them before, and I haven’t seen them since. Why are you asking?”
Wyatt looked toward the ambulance where Camryn continued examining the woman. “I’ll explain later. Thanks for your help.”
He ended the call and walked over to Garrett. Garrett’s wife was the mayor of Blue Ridge Hollow, and the two of them were heavily involved in everything going on there. If anyone knew the answer to this question, it was them.
“That farmers market we have in the fall,” Wyatt said. “Do you know who organizes the vendors?”
“Martha was in charge this year.”
Wyatt drew in a quick breath.
Martha Williamston. The woman whose husband was still missing.
He didn’t want to bother her.
But if this woman they’d found in the woods was affiliated with someone who’d been a vendor at that market . . . then this might connect to Pete’s disappearance after all.
Wyatt glanced toward the ambulance again.
Camryn was asking the woman a series of questions, and Kori stood nearby, listening.
Their eyes met briefly.
Hers held the same question pressing through Wyatt’s own thoughts.
Who was this woman?
And how had she ended up terrified and alone in those woods? And was she connected with everything else going on out here in this forest?
