Next she tried watching the TV news, but she couldn’t concentrate enough to absorb anything. All she could think of was Adelle. Where was she? What might be happening to her? She decided to try to eat something and was standing in the kitchen with the refrigerator door open and staring at the inside, hoping to be inspired, when her phone rang. She saw on the phone’s digital display that it was Andy’s cellphone. “Hey!” he said, when she answered. “I just heard about the incident. Sorry I wasn’t there when you came to report it. Are you all right?” “Yes,” she said, without meaning it. How could she be all right? Her mother was missing, two of her mother’s friends were dead, and someone she thought was a friend had tried to run her off the road. “I’m sending a patrolman out to watch your house.” “Do you really think—” “Do I really think it’s necessary? Yes, I do. I’ve never trusted P. J. Bailey, and now he’s just proven he’s dangerous.” “If he was the one driving.”
