Muskingum County Sheriff’s Department
Zanesville, Ohio
DALE SAT IN AN INTERVIEW room, the look on his face defiant, much as the look that was plastered on the face of Horace Bailey when he sat in the same chair, the previous week. In Dale’s case, his expression belied everything else about him. His clothing was dirty and disheveled, and he looked like he hadn’t slept for a couple of days.
Mel didn’t waste any time. “Where’s Sally Loring?”
“Who?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Dale. You know who. Sally Loring; the woman you picked up out on 45 on Monday; her and her dog.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Where were you headed today?” Shane Harding asked him.
“Just out walking. You know, it’s good for the joints...good for the arthritis to keep moving.”
Mel shook her head at t
