He phoned Sadie and asked her to ping the location of Meg’s cell phone, but Sadie said the phone was turned off. The closest she could get was a cell tower near Starbucks. Since then, nothing. None of the Starbucks employees or customers had seen a woman who fit Meg’s description—hard to miss with all that flaming red hair. One of the baristas remembered seeing a white van in the lot, but no one had caught a plate number. The barista remembered the van had blocked her view out the window for a while, then it was gone. No one saw anything out of the ordinary around the time the van had been parked outside. He phoned Rose Wills, just to make sure Meg hadn’t somehow returned back home. Rose said Meg had mentioned she had a couple of errands to run, had mentioned meeting Jonathan, and talked about an appointment with the leasing agent at Rainier Square. The agent had phoned half an hour earlier looking for Meg. The agent said she never showed up. “It isn’t like her to miss an appointment,”
