America with big dreams of opening our own music club together. But our dream fell apart pretty quickly.â Nancy thought she detected an edge of bitterness in the DJâs voice.
âIt sounds like thereâs bad blood between you two,â she commented.
âYou could say that,â Etienne said. âGaetanâs had it in for me ever since our business plans fell apart. He blames me for the fact that he lost his investment.â
âGaetan and Charity seem like an unlikely couple,â George commented.
Etienne nodded. âTheir toughest challenge so far has been Charityâs parents. Theyâre violently opposed to her romance with Gaetan. I guess because he is from a different background.â He shrugged. âI heard thatâs why she ran away and is living with friends.â
âDo you have Gaetanâs address?â Nancy asked the DJ as he climbed into his car. âI may need to contact him or Charity.â
Etienne scrawled an address on a scrap of paper he pulled from the glove compartment. All of a sudden the DJ seemed in a hurry. âWhere are you going now?â he asked Nancy distractedly. Nancy wondered what was prompting his sudden sense of urgency.
âBack to the Edge,â Nancy replied. She glanced at her watch. It was past one in the morning. âItâll be closed by now, but I want to take one more look around. It might help me sort through the pieces regarding Bessâs disappearance.â
Etienne nodded. âCall me at the club tomorrow and let me know what is happening,â he said. He threw the car into gear and peeled away, the rear wheels kicking up a spurt of gravel.
âI wonder where heâs rushing off to?â Nancy mused as she and George returned to her Mustang.
âYeah, I didnât know an old car like his could go so fast,â George commented dryly.
Nancy realized she was exhausted, but she was determined to continue the search for Bess. âYou must be tired, George,â she said as she turned the car onto the highway back to River Heights. âDo you want me to drop you off?â
âNo way!â George shook her head so vigorously her short, dark curls whipped around her face. âWeâre in this together until we find Bess.â
âI knew thatâs what youâd say,â Nancy replied. She gave her friend an affectionate smile.
On the way back to the Edge, Nancy pulled into the parking lot of an all-night convenience store. She used the outdoor pay phone to call the Marvins.
Bessâs father answered the phone. He sounded tense and depressed as he reported they hadnât had any news about their daughter.
Nancy was lost in thought as she returned to the car.
âFrom the look on your face, Nan, I can tell my aunt and uncle havenât heard anything yet,â George said.
Nancy shook her head in reply. âThereâs somethingweâre missing here, George. Someone went to a great deal of trouble to abduct Bess and must have had a strong motive for doing it.â She turned on the ignition. âI know Iâm overlooking something important.â
âI canât imagine why anyone would have it in for Bess,â George said with a catch in her voice. âShe doesnât have an enemy in the world.â
âThe only person weâve turned up with a possible motive for abducting her is Charity Freeborn, but she denied being fired and threatening Lonnie. However, she did behave in a guilty way when I confronted her tonight. First she took off, and then when I cornered her she pulled a knife on me.â
âOn the other hand, if she did take Bess, why would she be out dancing all night?â George countered. âIt doesnât make sense.â
âYouâre right, George.â Nancy sighed out loud. âItâs way too early to call her a solid suspect.â
The roads were almost empty because of the late hour, so Nancy and