Chapter 22
“I knew I was forgetting something. Closing the side gate,” Garry said, laughing as he petted Ziggy. He joined Wylie on the porch, firmly closing the door behind him. “Think about it?”
“You forgetting about the gate?” Wylie teased.
Garry rolled his eyes. “No. You know what I…” His phone rang before he could finish. He answered, listened for a moment, and then said, “Count me in. What time?” A moment later he hung up. “That was the sheriff. He’s organizing a search party for Nelly, starting as soon as there’s enough daylight to see.”
“Okay. I’ll be there, too. Where?”
“Everyone’s supposed to meet in front of her place. You can ride over with me if you want.”
“I do. I’ve got the feeling Carl’s going to call as soon as the sheriff gets in touch with him to say he and his son will be there, too.”
“Knowing him, probably. All right, I’ll pick you up around five. Get some sleep.”
“You, too. See you then.”
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