“Please, Chuck is fine. And, yes. You made his day,” Chuck added dryly. “He said that if I end up being handcuffed, that somebody needs to get a photo. That’s why I sent my tennis partner on his way.”

“Restraints are not generally required,” Rena said. “We just have a few questions about someone we believe you were acquainted with in the past. Coyote Frogg.”

Chuck Hayes’s eyes grew serious. “Is he dead?” he asked.

“Not that we know of,” A.L. said. “Interesting first question, though.”

Chuck ran a hand through his short brown hair. “Coyote was my best friend in grade school all the way through high school. I went to college, he didn’t. It was a divide we couldn’t breach. We saw each other socially a few times after I got out of college and moved back to Dover but...our lives were pretty different. I was busy with a wife and kids and, well, he wasn’t.”

“What was he busy with?” A.L. asked.

“Alcohol. Drugs. I don’t want to talk poorly about him but I did hear that he was dealing and sampling some of the product.”

No surprise there. “Can you think of somebody who might have kept in contact with Coyote after high school?”

“He was hanging with people who I would have crossed the street to avoid. I wasn’t interested in learning their names.”

“Did you know Coyote’s mom?”

“Yeah, sure. Dusty. Coyote used to call her by her first name. If I’d have called my mom by her first name, I wouldn’t have sat down for two weeks.”

“Understand,” A.L. said. “Do you remember when she left?”

“I don’t know. Maybe we were in fifth or sixth grade.”

“Did Coyote talk about her after that?”

“Not if his dad was around.”

“Do you know if he ever saw her?”

“I remember him talking about her one time. I was a freshman or sophomore in college, and I was home on break. Coyote and I were still trying to hold the friendship together. He came over to my house. Said that he was getting out of Dover, that he was going to go live with his mom.”

“Did that happen?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I’m not sure I saw him after that.”

“Okay. Do you recall, Mr. Hayes, when Corrine Antler disappeared?” Rena asked.

“That was the little girl from the day care, right?” he verified. “That was a while ago.”

“Ten years ago,” Rena said. “Did you know her or her family?”

“No.”

“Did Coyote ever talk about her or her family, either before or after Corrine’s disappearance?” Rena asked.

“We might have talked about it afterwards.”

“Do you recall anything specific that Coyote might have said about Corrine Antler?”