“I hope you'll find Lily ok.” said Mrs. Moore.
“Is there anyone she would talk to?” I asked.
“She kept to herself. She did sit next to Abby Benson in study hall and they talked a little.” she said.
“We'll go talk to her.” said Henry.
We walked to go find Abby.
“Do you want me to talk to her?” asked Henry as we looked at Abby putting books into her locker.
“No, I need to.” I said walking to her.
She turned and smiled when she saw me, “Detective Johnson, it's good to see you again.”
“You to, Abby. How are you doing?”
“A lot better. I got an early acceptance into Yail.” she said.
“That's amazing. Could I ask you a question about Lily?”
“Sure. What happened?” she asked.
“She's missing. Did you two talk a lot?”
“Is it possible she was involved in anything illegal?”
“No way. Lily gets good grades and works hard and the only thing she really cares about is giving her daughter everything.” she said.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes, she wouldn't do anything that would hurt her chances of getting out of this town.” she said.
“Alright. Thanks Abby.” I said.
“I have to get to class, but my mom is throwing me a party for getting into Yail, and I'd like for you and Detective James to come.” she said.
“I'll see if I can. Your mom must be proud of you.” I said.
“It was where Hailey and I talked about going after high school.” she said sadly.
“She'd be very proud of you.” I said.
“Thanks. I'll see you later.” she said and walked away.
“Did you get anything out of her?” Henry asked coming up to me.
“Just that Lily is a good student and mom.” I said.
“There has got to be somebody who knows something.” he said.
“We could go over to the Wal-Mart and see if anybody knows something.”
“Did Lily have trouble with other co-workers?” I asked the manager.
“No, Lily didn't really talk to anybody.” he said fixing a shelf.
“Did you have a problem with Lily?” I asked.
“No, she was a very good worker.”
“Is there anybody she talked to once in a while?”
“There's Emma. They talked sometimes.” he said.
“Can we talk to her?” asked Henry.
“She's over there in the baby section.” he said pointing to a young red haired girl and walked away.
Henry started walking, but I stayed not breathing.
“Are you ok?” he asked.
“I don't know if I can do this.” I said.
“You don't have to. I can interview her.” he said.
“No, I'll help you interview her.” I said.
We walked over to the baby section and over to her.
“Emma, I'm Detective James and this is Detective Johnson.” said Henry.
“Is this about Lily?” she asked.
“Yes. You and Lily talked some, right?” he asked.
“Yeah. Why?” she asked us.
“Did she tell you what she did after school?” I asked.
“Well...just don't judge us.” she said looking uncomfortable.
“Just tell us what you know.” I said.
“After school we go out on the streets and sell ourselves. It's good money.” she said.
“Prostitution?” I asked.
“Yeah, I'm not proud of it, but it's the only way to make money.” she said.
“We are not going to judge you. Did Jason know about this?” I asked.
“She didn't start doing it until after he went to college.” she said.
“Was there anyone giving Lily trouble?” asked Henry.
“Guys harass us all the time, it comes with the job.” she said.
“Anyone stand out?” he asked.
“Once she got out of this guy's car she was crying and her eye was black like she had been punched.” she said.
“Did you see who was in the car?” I asked.
“No, I didn't.”
“Thank you for your time.” I said and walked away.
“Who do you think it was?” asked Henry as we walked out of the store.
“I don't know.” I said getting in the car.
When we got in Henry's phone started ringing.
“Detective James.” he said answering.
He listened for a minute and then said, “We're on our way.”
He hung up.
“What's going on?” I asked.
“They found Lily's body in the river.” he said.
“What was the cause of death?” I asked sighing.
“Gunshot to the head.” he said.
“Who's going to take care of Melanie now?” I asked pulling out.
“She still has her dad and grandma.” he said.
“I guess. She really loved her mom.” I said.
“This case is really getting to you.” said Henry.
“Yeah.” I said.
“It happened a long time ago, maybe it's time to move on.” he said as we drove.
“I know. That's what I'm trying to do.”