“Missing Persons will be sending you a report shortly. They’ve found nothing. Sutton Montclair hasn’t used her credit cards or passport. I’m afraid things aren’t pointing in a good direction for her.”

“Good morning, sir.”

“Right. Morning. Talk to the husband again. We may mount a search, but a lot will depend on what he says. Maybe he’ll crack.”

“Roger that. I’ll head there shortly, see if his story has changed at all. Has he done any media?”

“Not a lick. He’s been holed up in the house since we left him yesterday. There’s enough media to sink a ship out there, but he’s not having any of it.”

“Weird. You’d think he’d want to make a plea for her safe return, all that.”

“You’d think. People react strangely. Anything you have pointing to the husband?”

“Honestly? No. It looks like Sutton Montclair was relatively unstable. And I get it. First her kid dies, then her career implodes. She’s fighting with the husband. By all accounts, she’s a complete head case, falling apart, total self-destruction. People have offed themselves for much less.”

“Very true. I hear a but coming.”

“But...”

Moreno laughed. “You’re okay, Graham. I take it the call from last night is bugging you?”

“Yes, it is. It was so vehement. So completely convinced that Ethan hurt Sutton.”

“You’re right to be concerned. It was a burner phone. It will take more resources than we have to trace its origins. It could have been bought anywhere. Have you talked to her friends?”

“We have a coffee date late this morning. At the Starbucks they all hang out at, on the square.”

“My advice? Bump it up. Get with them now, get with them individually. See if you recognize a voice.”

“All right. I’ll do that. The online situation is really the most interesting. The blogger who did the majority of the stories on Sutton, his name is Wilde, Colin Wilde. He spends his time doing Page Six–esque reports on authors and publishers. Silly stuff, faux-scandals. I didn’t realize writers were such divas. His readership is rather large, considering, so he has enough of a platform to make trouble for people.”

“Could he have something to do with this? Maybe he’s trying to create his own news event?”

“It’s possible, though violence seems to be a big leap. He strikes me as a creep but not one who has the guts to actually do anything, if you know what I mean.”

“Keep on him.”

“I read through Sutton’s responses to the online accusations, and she doesn’t seem hysterical to me. She seems rather cold, actually. Practical, I guess that’s the word I’m looking for. Her verbiage is very precise.”

“Could a PR flack have prepared it for her?”

“Sure, I guess so. I need to find this Wilde character. So far, there’s no information on his whereabouts outside of a PO box. I was going to start digging into him this morning. And now you’re up to speed.”

“Keep me in the loop. And, Graham? Good job. If this gets any bigger, I’ll partner you up with one of my detectives, give you some more brainpower.”