I got over to the steer barn as fast as my legs would carry me. I knew the kids would be getting antsy because it was after 4:00 and I still wasn’t there but it couldn’t be helped.
After talking to Barb, I spent a couple of hours searching for Angie. I know that isn’t her real name; it’s Priscilla Chappell. She uses Angie as her informant name for me and it’s just between me and her. I didn’t even bother to let Holly in on that little piece of information.
Though it appeared occupied, Angie wasn’t at her last known address and she wasn’t at any of the places I’d ever found her before. I’d struck out all over town. The only hope I had was for her to show up at The Boar’s Head again soon. Barb said she’d call me if she did.
I did Barb the small favor of letting her know that her liquor li
