Chapter 204

• “M—Mr. Latham, Ms. Summer isn’t home. I just woke up from a nap and got a little fuzzy. She went shopping this morning.” Rosalind Cobbett spoke while nervously swallowing. In truth, Melanie Summer had gone out yesterday morning. It had been thirty hours since she left. It was a long time, sure, but it wasn’t unheard of for her.
• On the phone, Joaquin Latham seemed to catch what Rosalind was hiding. “Are you sure she left this morning?” From that photo, Melanie’s condition was way beyond a few hours missing.
• Rosalind hadn’t expected Joaquin, who usually couldn’t care less about Melanie, to press her this hard over a call.