Nobody knew how long the truck had
been missing from the Bellardis' barn or where it had gone or who had taken it.
Someone had obviously slipped in between patrols, removed the truck from the
barn, locked the padlock behind him, and driven off. A dozen FBI agents and
county detectives swarmed over the barn. It was bad enough that the truck was
stolen from a secure, patrolled location, but it was even worse that no one on
the kidnap task force even knew the vehicle was missing. There had to be a link
between the missing truck and Wes' kidnapping.
There were no fingerprints on the
barn lock and no unusual footprints around the barn. There was nothing to suggest that the truck
was even stolen. Ernie thought for a moment. "Anybody ask the Denherders
about the truck—the people who take care of the houseboat?" "Couldn't
locate them,” Robert replied. “They're on vacation till after the election.”
Ernie raised his eyebrows. "Really? Seems odd. . . . Well, we're likely to
know something about Wes by this time tomorrow. I just hope it's not as bad as
AntiCrist wants us to think."
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