hadn’t heard back. Then Earl called me.”
“The man on the road.”
Kate nodded. “He used to work alongside Roy on the maintenance crews. I gave him the photograph yesterday when he came to help me go through some of Roy’s things. He said he’d recognized your face from the old missing-child posters the moment he saw the picture. He said if he ever saw you on Route 9, he’d put it in your hands himself.” She paused. “I thought he was chasing something that was never going to happen.”
“He was sitting there waiting for me.”
“Not exactly. He does that stretch of road sometimes, helps stranded drivers for extra money. This morning he called and said he’d seen your tire go and recognized you.”
Margaret stood up so quickly the chair hit the wall behind her.
Kate reached for her keys. “I’m coming with you.”
“Give me one
