“Did they find Nelly?” Wylie asked him, hoping against hope they had—and alive.
The sheriff answered before Garry could. “No, and another woman is missing. One you know, Mr. Lewis. The second one, from what I understand, since you knew Nelly from here.”
Wylie could only think of two others. “Alicia Harte or her mother?” He prayed it wasn’t one of them.
“You know them, too?” Kingman did not look pleased at that idea.
“Yes. They live behind me. I met both of them when I was taking a walk a few days ago, and then Betty stopped by Thursday while I was working in the garden. Tell me it’s not one of them.”
“You also know a Miss Emma Noble, I believe.”
Wylie nodded. Then he understood what Kingman was implying. “You think I have something to do with her disappearance, and Nelly’s?” he asked, trying to keep his raising anger under control.
“You’ve been in town for over a week, Mr. Lewis. Since you arrived two young women have vanished.”
“You’re crazy!”