“Yeah, that’s interesting,” Rena said. “I guess it’s possible that he knew about the storage shed but never had the opportunity to get a glimpse inside. Or he had and he wanted us to know that Troy Whitman had an unusual...habit, collection, fetish... Hell, I don’t know the right word.”

“When I talked to Troy, he made it sound like he and Davy, Cory and Pete didn’t just work together but they were good friends. I sort of got that feeling from Davy, although I think he’s just a friendly type. I definitely didn’t get that feeling from Cory or Pete.”

“Agree. Is this more of what we saw between Troy and his parents? He either can’t help but paint a rosy picture or he’s obtuse to the way things really are.”

“Whatever, we’re done here.”

They flipped the light off, stepped outside the garage and A.L. closed the door. They walked back to the truck, where the owner still sat.

“Everything okay?” the man asked.

“Yeah. Fine,” A.L. said.

“Whew. That’s a relief. I like Troy Whitman and I’ve been feeling real bad for that family. My wife and I made a donation to the fund. We were happy to do it. We got three kids of our own. Just wanted to do something to help, you know.”

“Thanks for meeting us here,” Rena said. They got into A.L.’s vehicle and drove off. “You know, in the movies, after the bad guy kills somebody, they do a flashback to when he was a kid and he killed the neighbor’s cats. That isn’t this, is it?”

A.L. didn’t answer.

“I saw a story once about a guy who collected toenail clippings. That would be even odder, right?” Rena said.

Now A.L. gave her a sideways glance.

“I’m rambling, I know,” she said. “That was just so...odd. I’ll be quiet now.” She sat for a minute. “I don’t like it that Davy Grace has a connection to Dover. That he was, in fact, in Dover the day that Emma went missing. And that he spent substantial time in Dover.”

“Agree,” A.L. said.

“I’m going to follow up on the uncle’s obituary.”

“I’m going to go talk to Troy and get an explanation of where he was between 7:08, when Elaine pulled away, and roughly 9:00 when he arrived at work.”

“Maybe he was at the casino, filming Leah who was filming Elaine,” Rena said.

“That would be fucked up, wouldn’t it?” A.L. said, shaking his head. “After that, I think I’d better go see Barrett and Gi-Gi Thompson.”

“I wonder if Gi-Gi is short for something.”

“I’ll make sure to ask her,” A.L. said.