She's from Utah. Fletch's rental pulls up over the curb onto the sidewalk. It sounds like a fire alarm in the quiet. Fletch tries the door. The shelves are bare.
Furniture is in place.
Inside is a can of coffee, and some vegetables. Fletch leaves the kitchen and heads for the bedroom. We follow him as he enters the bedroom. He pulls open the drawers. Fletch gets down and looks under the bed.