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location it went to today and the time it was there.”
    Silence.
    Dylan looked over at Billy Clyde whose face was devoid of emotion.
    “Is there a problem, Mr. Addams?” The voice asked.
    A flush moved up Billy Clyde’s brown neck but his voice was calm. “I need to know those locations. You’ve already checked and I have clearance to access that information, so give me the addresses.”
    “But—”
    “Would you prefer I talk with your supervisor?”
    “No, that won’t be necessary. I wasn’t implying you didn’t have the right to the information. I thought you might be having a problem we could assist with. Sorry for the misunderstanding.”
    Dylan wished she could help them. He wished he could do something more than just sitting there beside his best friend.
    Billy Clyde’s facial muscles relaxed. “No apology necessary. Thanks for being concerned.”
    Dylan wrote as the woman rattled off the three addresses. Billy Clyde thanked her and disconnected the call. “Let’s go.”
    “Maybe you should stay . What if they do come back to check on you and you’re not here? I can go and—”
    “In what? Your boat?”
    “I didn’t think about that, but they told you to stay put.”
    “Can’t be helped.” Billy Clyde shrugged. “I’m willing to take the risk. I’ll program the home phone so calls get forwarded to my cell and I’ll take the cell phone they left for me. I’ll bring the dogs in here. If anyone is dumb enough to come back, they’ll be in for a nasty surprise.”
    An understatement if Dylan had ever heard one—since they were trained attack dogs. Sweet and kind most of the time, but when given the order, lethal.
    “I’ll get the dogs.”’
    “I’ll stay in the car.”
    Billy Clyde chuckled. “Those dogs wouldn’t hurt a flea…unless I tell them to.”
    “So, you say.”

 
     
    CHAPTER 11

    Dylan drove Billy Clyde’s car. It was the only conce ssion Billy made to the bullet wound. They pulled into Paw Paw’s local grocery store’s parking lot—the current address of Theresa’s car according to Track-Time.
    Billy Clyde pointed two rows over. “There it is.”             
    Dylan pulled into the nearest p arking space and Billy Clyde jumped out and moving toward Theresa’s bright yellow Bug before he could put the vehicle in park. After turning the car off, Dylan followed.
    Billy Clyde opened the door with the spare key and pounded a massive fist on the back of the driver’s seat. Dylan put a hand on the man’s shoulder. “It’s not like we thought she was going to be here.”
    “I know, but I was praying for a miracle .” Billy Clyde hit the button on the remote. The trunk popped open. He stared at it, but didn’t move. He motioned with his head. “You check the trunk, Monroe, I’ll see if I can find anything helpful in here.”
    A sense of dread filled Dylan as he approached the trunk. Still better he find out what was in the trunk rather than Billy Clyde. Please God, don’t let Theresa be in there—dead. He lifted up the trunk and let out a sigh.
    No There sa. No blood.
    Leaving the trunk open, he walked back to Bi lly Clyde. “Nothing. I’ve never seen anyone keep a trunk that clean.”
    “The woman is a fanatic about her trunk.”
    “Anything inside ?”
    “Her p urse and her doctor’s bag.”
    “Doctor’s bag?”
    “We live in a rural area. It’s come in handy more than once. Not to mention she’s taken up midwifing.” Billy Clyde closed the driver’s door. “This doesn’t really tell us anything. They might have grabbed her here or it could have been somewhere else. They could have dropped the car here afterwards. Hard to know.”
    “ Do you think the store has surveillance video?” Dylan pointed at the grocery store.
    “Only one way to find out.” Billy Clyde locked the car doors and then slammed the trunk shut. He marched into the store.
    Dylan felt sorry for anyone who got in his way.
    Billy Clyde went up the customer service