Cindy wouldn't have, couldn't have. He didn't have a doubt in his mind that they were in it for a long run. Like they kept saying to each other, they had a lot of shit to do together still. Something reeked rotten, something reeked sabotage, and he'd move the heavens and earth to figure out what exactly happened and bring her back.
"I'm about to trace the trail from the store to the restaurant - she was on her way, last we talked." And then it was silence, the frightening kind. Soon his car was on the road. "Figured this would be a good start, retrace the steps she would have taken to get to me."
It was late, the highway was empty, and his bright headlights were on full blast.