No one else is missing. Which doesn't rule out anyone else being dead and you not knowing about it yet. I'm not trying to play morbid chicken over this, just pointing out that if it gets out that it's hers and it's not...

[Well, he'd say it would make matters worse, but there has to be a finite degree of how much worse they can get, right? Chase thinks about his own life for a minute and decides not to tempt fate by voicing that out loud.

The sheriff is sitting in a car with a murderer right now. There are all kinds of things people don't know about each other and for a long few minutes the weight of his own knowledge makes Chase fall silent. When he speaks again it's slow, sticky-throated.]

No, I'll—[He'll what. Make sure she's okay? Because that's absurd.]

Maybe tomorrow.