The deputy returned at that moment. “There’s nothing upstairs that says he kept either of them prisoner up there,” he told Kingman before glaring at Wylie. “You could have warned me there’s a foot of dust in the attic.”
Wylie bit back a laugh. “Now where would the fun have been in that?”
It was apparent that Kingman found the exchange amusing from the glint of humor in his gaze as he stood. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience we caused you, Mr. Lewis.”
“No problem. I know it was unavoidable, all things considered.” Wylie was tempted to tell him to ignore any more tips that pointed him in his direction but refrained because he knew it wouldn’t do any good. He started toward the door to let them out, and then had a thought. “Could you give me a minute to get something?” he asked, getting a nod in return.
Hurrying up to his office, he got the map that Garry had created, and quickly made a copy which he brought downstairs to hand to Kingman.