I assured her. “I’m sorry I was sort of all over the place this morning when we spoke.” “You’re forgiven,” CeCe allowed, “but tell Luke not to let you drink anymore. You know how you get.” “Look, it’s not Luke’s job to monitor me, and I can take care of myself,” I contended. “I just had too much on my mind, and I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing last night. Don’t worry, I’m not going to let that happen again. Now tell me what’s going on there.” “Well,” CeCe began, “since it’s Sunday and I don’t have to go into the shop I thought I’d do some yard work and then maybe . . . .” “That’s great, CeCe, but I was actually talking about what’s going on with the investigation,” I pointed out. “Oh, sure. Um, I don’t have any idea what the police have been up to, but I can tell you Luke is still wanted only for questioning. Oh, and there’s a BOLO for him now. I saw Deputy Ben at the sisters’ house last night for the Neighborhood Watch meeting. That’s when he asked me if we’d heard from Luke and told me they’d issued the BOLO.”
