Ernie was only slightly comforted to
learn that the investigative team on site was as stumped as he was to determine
how, when, and with whom Wes had left the property. They had found no clues, no
suspicious footprints, and no trail of blood. The search dogs proved to be no
help because Wes's scent was everywhere inside the house and nowhere outside.
Known by sight to most of the
officers combing the ranch for clues, Ernie was free to go almost wherever he
pleased. So he began his own intensive reexamination of the scene, beginning
from the center and working outward. Ernie moved furniture and opened drawers
and closets to examine every individual item in each room. He looked high and
low from the crawl space under the house to the spacious attic above the
laundry room but he found nothing.
Having been awake since two-thirty
that morning, Ernie was dog tired. But he could not rest now. There were
outbuildings to check: a gardening shed, a pump house for the well, a barn and
an old pickup. Ernie thought he could finish them before dark. Tomorrow and the
next day he would walk the property. Ernie was determined to find Wes or wear
himself out trying.
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