Tom and Lena spent the evening checking Oliver’s story. Forestry records placed his camera inside a restricted tract beyond Harrow Cut, farther west than he had admitted. Then a ranger found something worse. A gate camera had recorded Oliver’s green pickup on that same access road the morning Mia disappeared. “He was out there,” Lena said. “And he never told us.”
At seven the next morning, they returned to Oliver’s house. The front door was unlocked. “Oliver?” Tom called. No answer. His bed was untouched, and the green pickup was gone. Mia’s folder lay open on the kitchen table. The trail-camera prints were there too, except one. “Frame one-twenty is still missing,” Tom said. Lena opened the camera case beside it. The memory card was gone.
Lena radioed Oliver’s registration to every ranger unit nearby. “Now it looks like he ran,” she said. Tom wanted to disagree, but every new fact pointed the same way. Two hours later, a ranger found Oliver’s pickup abandoned beside a locked forestry gate west of Harrow Cut. His wallet remained in the console. His canvas pack was gone. Fresh boot prints disappeared into the forest, heading toward the last place Mia had been seen.