“But they were sure, before.”
“Melissa, you know we never found any concrete leads. We developed our search based on cumulative reports Charlie was seen in Lanark and Almonte, at his favourite watering holes, in the first couple of days after he left. Those first forty-eight hours are crucial. After that, the trail goes kinda cold.” Constable Hickey crumpled up her breakfast bag and tossed it expertly into a garbage can. Melissa began touching her teeth with her tongue, unobtrusively, she hoped. “Basically we’re going to rethink Charlie’s case from square one. All this time we’ve been operating on the premise your father turned left out of the farm. But what if he didn’t? I’ll come out and talk to your mom and Joseph again, see if they remember anything else. See if they can think of som
