I'm sorry
“Hi.”
“Hi!” Leah replied breathlessly as she skipped to where Lyons stood. They were in front of the police department.
“Do you think they've found her?” Lyons asked her just as they began climbing the stairs that led to the entrance door.
Leah couldn’t speak. Tension, the anxiety from the phone call still had a stronghold on her. Last night, while she was running a bath, her phone rang. As soon as she saw the name on the caller ID, her chest heaved with anticipation. Eagerness.
“Can I see you tomorrow, Miss. Lindsey?” the police chief had said. She had tried cajoling him to spill water it was. But man, the guy was a staunch…a no-telly individual, if that made sense. As a result, she could hardly catch the z's.
They made it inside and were directed to the sheriff’s office. Leah walked briskly, completely ignoring Lyons.
“Have you found her?” she said as soon as she got in.
“Good morning, Miss Lindsey.”