Where is it that card now? Kate asked.

In my wallet.

Where? Barnes asked.

In my bedroom, on my dresser.

You stay here, Mr. Ramsey. Ill go have a look. Any wife or kids back there I need to know about?

No. Im divorced. I

Wheres the bedroom?

Last door on the left. But I

But Barnes was already gone, walking quickly out of the living room and down the hallway that branched off of it.

This is messed up, Todd said. I had no idea…

Where did you find the card, Mr. Ramsey? DeMarco asked.

Out in the woods, right on the side of a little dirt road. He looked to Foster and added: Its the one the local kids call Blood Gulch. You know it?

I know it. Why were you out there anyway?

Just driving. I do it sometimes, you know. Just to clear my head. I got out of the truck to take a piss and saw it.

And when you saw the name on itthe name Mercy Fulleryou didnt make the connection to the news story? Kate asked.

No. Theres no way I would have. Thats not the name on it. The name Fuller is on it, but the first name is just an initial and its not M.

I need you to sit down slowly on your couch, Kate said. Hands stay on your knees. Were going to have a look around your house and your property for any traces of Mercy Fuller.

Thats insane! I have no idea what happened to her!

Then you wont mind us looking, now will you?

As Todd sat down slowly on his couch, Barnes came back from the bedroom. He had the credit card in his hand, showing it to Kate and DeMarco. The card is made out to W. Fuller. Im assuming thats Wendy Fuller.

Then why would it show up as Mercy Fuller? Foster asked.

A lot of parents sign off on credit cards for their kids, DeMarco said. My own folks did it with me. A way to test responsibility and all of that.

Is that common around here? Kate asked.

No idea, Barnes said. Why any fifteen-year-old needs a credit card is beyond me. But that brings us back to you, Mr. Ramsey. Where did you find this if not plucking it right off of Mercy Fuller?

I already told them! I found in out on Blood Gulch Road. Right there on the side.

Now that seems like a stretch of good luck, doesnt it? And even if thats the truth, did you not think to turn it in? You figure it was yours if you found it? Finders keepers?

Im not proud of it, okay? I felt bad but…hell, I can barely make my bills now. I got laid off two weeks ago and cant find work. Its been tough. One lousy tank of gas for my truck. Thats all I got with it.