CHAPTER SIXTEEN
WINSTON RUSHED TO CONNIE’S desk the next day. “You still haven’t heard from Dee?”
“Nope.” She opened the oatmeal and raisin muffin she’d gotten from the vending machine. “Maybe she got tied up or had an emergency.”
“She didn’t call me this morning. She always calls me before work.” He sat on the corner of Connie’s desk. “Last night, I thought she was going to come over, but she didn’t. I figured she was tired, so I called and she didn’t answer her phone. I’ve called several times, and it’s going to voice mail.”
Connie got her phone. “Let me try her.” She called Dee and got voice mail. “Voice mail.”
“Something’s not right.” Winston tapped the desk. “Even Captain Salinger has heard nothing. She’d have called him if she wasn’t coming in. I’m going to her place. Want to co
