Shoes under control, Much showed the others his phone, heart racing. "He's got his phone on, I can track him, we can follow - he hasn't gone far, we can be so close behind him-"
"No," growled Melpomene darkly, cutting him off. "Why do you think he didn't tell you he was leaving? Because the Sheriff would have said 'come alone'. If we are moments behind him then he will use Clio the way men like that use hostages. Read the note. Don't be a martyr, and don't make a martyr out of my sister."
Much was glued to the spot, breathing hard. He'd never seen this intensity come out of her and it pulled him up short. And yet... "We can't let him go alone," he protested, turning frantic eyes to Alan.