I stopped my car at the edge of the forest. The sun was waning, drifting closer to the horizon. It wouldn’t be long until it would become dusk and then after that I wouldn’t have much time until it was dark. I knew that I had blew my one chance at getting answers. Dave Conner had seen something that night when his sister had been taken, but he was hiding it for some reason. He’d spoke about a beast, a big dog the night Kelly went missing, but the next week he had changed his story. I didn’t believe he’d been simply drunk. There hadn’t been any indication that he’d been on anything. The police who interviewed him had put out a statement saying that Dave had been rattled. That was understandable.
I just didn’t know why Dave couldn’t say that now. Why was he lying when he wasn’t connected to
