The sheriff ran his hands through his hair and threw Corky a hopeful look. “Pennington. Do you have any idea where your aunt might have gone?” “I wish I did.” Corky’s face was pale, and worry shadowed his eyes. “She was at the work site for a couple of hours this morning, then left for an appointment. She never came back. Then Victoria called and said she left for Jefferson City and never got there.” “An appointment, eh?” Sheriff Turner scratched his ear. “Did she say what it was?” “No, I’m not in the habit of asking Aunt Aggie where she’s going or with whom.” “We know where she went, Bob.” Miss Georgina loved to share information. “We saw her at the new tearoom in Caffee Springs.” Sheriff Turner turned an accusing eye on me. “Did you plan on telling me that?” “Yes, I just hadn’t gotten around to it yet.” Actually, I’dplanned on waiting until I had a chance to talk to Jack Riley, but the sheriff didn’t have to know that. Because the more I thought about it, the more I realized it was suspicious that Miss Aggie had flown out of the house so fast right after lunching with Jack.
