"Let me talk to him."

"No, let me talk to him," you tell the girls. "As far as everyone knows you two are still back in town. Besides we don't need him seeing Connie and arousing suspicion of our plans."

The two girls agree and head over to the women's washroom to lay low.

"What can I do for you, officer?" you ask the cop as you walk back to your car.

"I'm Deputy Harris. Are you John Doe?" he asks, pushing himself off the side of your car.

"Yes," you reply.

"You had your car fixed at the garage back in the town several miles back?"

You can't see his eyes with his aviator sunglasses on so you don't know if he's checking you out for any facial or body language to see if you answer truthfully or not.

"Yes," you answer, wondering why he's asking that. "Is there a problem?"

"Did you meet Valerie Hudson?"

"Val? The brunette mechanic with the big..." You gesture with open palms in front of your chest.

"Tits," he completes your sentence. "When was the last time you saw her?"

"At the garage," you reply, wondering where his questioning is going. "I paid her for the repairs and drove off for my family reunion."

"Huh."

"Did something happen to her?" you ask with genuinely concern.

"Her father, the owner of the garage, reported her missing about an hour ago and you were the last person, according to the receipts, that saw her."

"Believe me, officer, she isn't with me if that's what you're implying." You hope he doesn't ask you to open your trunk where Connie and Loretta put their bags.

The deputy takes off his sunglasses and eyes you.