“Okay, what are we doing here of all places?” Maddox asked as he stepped out of the car alongside Tavin.
They stood among a forest of looming office buildings. Tavin didn’t answer right away. Instead, he turned toward the building in front of them. It was rather simple and lacked the prominence of its neighbors.
“Well, the only time I saw Eleanor was at one of their functions,” Tavin said. “And her husband was at both of them. He must be connected to the Kimballs somehow.”
“You are grasping at straws.”
“Of course I am!” Tavin snapped. “We don’t have anything else to grab.”
Maddox sighed. He couldn’t argue with that. Together, they had done quite a bit of research into Eleanor and the town of Serenity. They had been able to confirm her involvement with the local motorcycle club. Tavi
