CHAPTER FIFTY
What is going on, Charlie?
Trev’s attempt to reach her before nightfall was a fail. Just voicemail, where he left a message. She’d not replied to an earlier text message when he’d been at the house feeding the cats so he’d waited until heading off to take the first shift at the clearing to ring. He’d called as he drove down.
Once parked, he tapped on his phone again. Hope all is okay with your mother. Am doing a stakeout so phone is on silent but message if you feel like it. Hopefully, she wasn’t getting tired of his messages. But they’d not spoken since yesterday morning and that wasn’t like her at all.
Katrina’s idea of keeping an eye on the area was a good one, but not easy to facilitate. A shortage of local police made it a one person at a time job. There wasn’t an id
