wouldn’t just disappear like this. She’s not like that.”
“Well, until we have evidence to the contrary,” she sucked in a breath, exchanging a glance with Harrison, “I have to assume otherwise. It’s like we said, nine times out of ten—”
“I know. I heard you the first time. But there’s no way she just ran off.”
“What about her roommate? Maybe she went somewhere with her?”
“No way, she’d never go anywhere with Stephanie.”
“Are you saying they didn’t get along?” Harrison pushed back from his computer, eyeing the boy over the top of it.
“That’d be an understatement,” he sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. “The two of them were a mismatch from the beginning. The only reason Sara was rooming with her was because she didn’t want to pay for a single.”
“I’m sorry, I’m not following,” Hannah said, looking down at the papers she had in front of her. “According to my notes, Sara requested Stephanie.”
“Yeah, but it was because Stephanie had been through a rough time. You remember the girl killed in the car wreck last year?”
“Donna something,” Hannah frowned.
“Right. Donna Mayer. Well, Stephanie was her roommate. And it was really tough on her. So Sara moved in with her for the last couple of months. She was just being nice. And then when Stephanie asked her to room with her this year, Sara couldn’t say no. But Stephanie’s not the easiest person to be around.” He shrugged, looking apologetic. “I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with her. Just that she and Sara aren’t a good fit. And they’re certainly not friends.”
“So there’s no chance she’d have gone off with her on some kind of road trip,” Harrison concluded.
“None at all.”
“So is there any chance Stephanie could have done something to Sara?” Harrison asked. “Were their problems big enough to have caused that kind of over-reaction?”
“No,” Tony shook his head. “Stephanie’s a little weird,but she’s nothing like that. I mean, the worst thing she’s ever done is unplug the clock so that the alarm doesn’t go off. She’s not a morning person, and Sara is.” Despite the seriousness of the situation, he smiled. “Sara’s one of those people who wakes up happy. Stephanie can’t even function without a couple cups of coffee. So like I said, they just don’t mesh. But Sara manages. Mainly by spending most of her time away from the room. With me. Or in the library. It’s just easier that way.”
“Okay, so how about we look at this from another angle,” Hannah said. “Has Sara said or done anything to make you think she was unhappy? Or maybe had a problem with someone else. Someone you haven’t mentioned.”
He paused for a minute, clearly considering the question. Harrison was back to typing.
“I can’t think of anyone. I wish I could. I just know something’s really wrong, or I’d have heard from her. Phone or no phone. She’s not thoughtless like that. That’s why I love her.” His eyes widened with the declaration. “Wow. I can’t believe I said it out loud. But I do love her, you know? And I need for you to believe that she wouldn’t just disappear like this. Something’s really wrong. I know it.”
Harrison paused for a moment, then clearly making a decision, turned his computer around. “Does anything about this place look familiar?” The still was from the video, but there was no sign of the girl on the bed or her tormentor.
Tony leaned forward, squinting as he studied the picture. “I don’t think so. Should it be?”
“No.” Harrison shook his head. “I was just hoping maybe it had some significance.”
“You think Sara’s there?” He nodded toward the screen. “Why would you think that?”
Harrison turned to Hannah, and she nodded. There was a risk in showing him, but everything in her gut told her that whatever the hell was going on, Tony wasn’t involved in Sara’s disappearance. Harrison hit a key