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Who...or what?...was Bobbie Ross running from? Or had someone forced her to “disappear?” Her father, Matthew Ross, was almost as worried about her as her friend Phyllis Vincent. Lesley Frobisher, Bobbie’s mother, didn’t seem to be worried at all...but then, Lesley never worried about anything, not even herself. Sam Macklin could testify to that, too...or he could have, until a week ago. So could Mario Williams, Macklin’s right hand at the Marrakesch Casino. And that wasn’t all Mario could testify about. And as for Bucky Wallace, the drifter Matt Ross gave a lift into town to...no one could figure out what his connection was to any of it. Not Dells, the cop. Nor Ed Gurney, Assistant D.A. and Phyllis’s boyfriend. And not even Pete Hudson, the part-time private eye Phyllis hired to find Bobbie. The only one who seemed to know anything at all was a local Reno private snoop named Pinky...and he wasn’t talking. Well, not at first, anyway.