I'm not sure I trust Connor entirely...

I will use a tricky fake name, and maybe catch him off-guard.

*Knock on Connor's front door*

Jonathan: Hi, I'm Kevin Rivera. I was told you knew Rich.

Connor: Uh, what?? Rich, I guess, it's been so long, dude.

Jonathan: I'm just looking for my nephew. Can I ask you a couple questions?

Connor: I'm busy. I've got work soon, I can talk for a minute.

Jonathan: Thank you. So, can you tell me anything about the day he went missing?

Connor: Jeez, I haven't talked to him in so long. I don't even remember the last time, man.

Jonathan: Oh, I was told you were best friends with Rich...

Connor: What? Who's telling you this stuff? I barely knew the guy.

Jonathan: That's so sad... The police must have it all wrong. Sorry for wasting your time, Connor.

Connor: Yeah, sorry. I got to go.

*The door shuts... walk back to your car*

Connor was quite nervous...

Suspicious... that's all I can say.

Another mystery added to this tangled web...