I have not found her... neither living nor dead, which is a bit strange. One result of having my house burn to the ground a few years ago is that the new house has not had time to become very cluttered. And she is not a small cat.
Early this morning I heard a brief rustle, but that might have been things resettling in one of the closets I have rummaged through looking for her. The cathedral ceiling in the great room does odd things to the directionality of sound.