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    â€œWe grew up in Gananoque but she moved to Montreal after high school. Couldn’t wait to leave. Had to see the big city. She ended up working in a bar in the east end the last six years she lived there. We lost touch for several years until she moved back to the area. From the little bits she let drop, I gathered she was running with a wilder crowd in Montreal.”
    â€œDo you know the name of the bar where she worked?”
    â€œLet me think. It was a man’s name. The … Henri? No, that’s not right.” She snapped her fingers. “The Louis. She worked at the Chez Louis. She told me that it wasn’t a place that Randy and I would like. A bit rough.”
    Gundersund jotted both names down in his notebook. “What was your surname before marriage?”
    â€œDufour. My father owned a hardware store on the main drag. Randy works at the Home Hardware on Stone Street. Life can be one big circle.”
    He had her spell the name and wrote it down too. “Is your husband at home?”
    â€œRandy?” She hesitated as her cheeks flushed bright red for the second time. A fresh coating of sweat covered her nose and cheeks. “No, he’s gone to town. I don’t expect him back anytime soon.”
    â€œI’ll give you my card with my email, cell number, and the central police number. I’d appreciate if you would call if you hear from Adele.”
    â€œOf course. I imagine she just took Violet on a vacation somewhere for a few days. Maybe someone from her past life showed up and surprised her and she jumped at the opportunity to have a change from her routine. I wouldn’t be surprised.”
    â€œYou’re not worried then.”
    â€œNot overly. I know Ivo is though. He probably has no idea what my sister can get up to when she gets it into her head to kick up her heels.” Leanne held his gaze. “Just one thing, Detective. I’d appreciate if you keep our names out of the press. We value our privacy and I don’t want any media at our door asking us about Adele. My sister and I weren’t close and I don’t want to have to explain that to anybody.”
    â€œOf course. We’ll keep your names out of it.”
    â€œYou can do that?”
    â€œYes, we certainly can at every stage of the case.”
    â€œThank you. I’ll hold you to that.”
    He was surprised by the relief on her face because the world had turned into a reality TV show with everyone trying to become famous. He found it refreshing to know that she and her husband had no desire to make themselves into media stars. He’d respect their request for privacy and make sure that they weren’t bothered by journalists looking for a family connection for their stories.

Chapter Six
    K ala was shocked at the paleness of Ivo Delaney’s skin and the tortured look in his eyes when he opened the front door at ten past nine. His tall body was more stooped than she remembered; his expression defeated. Had something happened between the time she’d left him the evening before and now? She followed him inside the hallway and touched his shoulder. “Tell me what’s going on.”
    â€œNothing. I’m just losing faith with every passing minute.” He turned to face her. “I didn’t sleep at all last night.”
    â€œUnderstandable, but we have no reason yet to think anything bad has happened. I checked the newswire before coming here and there’s nothing of concern. No need to fear the worst.” Unless you know something. She could sympathize with his distress, but whether it came from worry or guilt, she had no way of knowing. She pointed through the open door toward the driveway. Bennett and Woodhouse stood talking on the lawn next to their car. They’d convinced her to take one vehicle, although she didn’t like to be without her own truck.
    Another police car pulled in behind them. Rouleau had