58 Front Royal, Virginia“Do you think the other woman is still alive?” Maggie asked Cunningham.
They had settled into a corner booth at a little diner not far from the hospital. The sign on the door said they were open only until 8:00 p.m. on Sundays but their waitress had already told them if she could get their order to the cook in the next fifteen minutes they were welcome to stay past closing.
“Sheriff Olson has had his men in the forest for several hours.” Cunningham pushed up his glasses and rubbed at his eyes. “He’s bringing in a K9 unit tomorrow morning. He says there’re a lot of ravines and steep bluffs to fall and get hurt. Were you able to get a physical description of the man?”
Maggie waited for the waitress to set a Diet Pepsi in front of her and coffees for Cunningham and
