(Asher)
The call was from Dane. Something about the search for Rook. I stepped into the hallway to hear him properly and kept one eye on the kitchen where Harlow was with the clients.
The conversation took maybe three minutes. Nothing new. Dane just wanted to confirm something about a contact Knox had reached out to. I told him what I knew and hung up.
When I walked back into the kitchen the clients were still looking inside the pantry. The retired couple. The husband was saying something about shelf space.
Harlow wasn't there.
I looked toward the living room. Not there either.
I walked to Leo. "Where is she?"
He looked around. "She was just here."
I went to the utility room. The door was closed. I opened it and stepped into the side yard.
Empty.
I stood there for a second lookin
