Blayne Alexander

She was very insistent.

The mom called 6 a.m.

the next morning looking for an update expressing, I have still not heard from my son.

This is very unusual type behavior for him.

Captain Mahan sent officers to Jay's apartment.

From their conversations with Jay's mom, police knew about the car Jay owned, a black Ford Fusion with a distinctive gold racing stripe on its hood.

but they couldn't find it in the parking lot.

Upstairs, Jay's door was slightly open.

They knocked, no answer.

So they went inside.

He's not there.

Nobody's in the apartment.

Did it look like there were any signs of a struggle or anything like that?

No, the apartment looked like a college individual's apartment.

Food here and there on the counter, you know.

And Jay's things were in his room.

University police checked out the hospitals and jails in the area to see if, somehow, Jay had wound up in the ER or behind bars.

Nothing.

What's more, they learned, Jay hadn't shown up to work for the past two days.

Captain Mahan needed a lead, and she had a hunch.