(Danny)
I left my place around seven. Rook wanted me to check out The Spoke, see if it was open, see if the girl was there.
Easy enough.
I got in my car, drove to Main Street. Crosswell was busy for a Friday night, people out, heading to the clubs and bars. Small town, but people knew how to have a good time.
I found The Spoke a few blocks down. Parking lot was empty, lights off, no cars.
Closed.
I drove past, turned around, parked across the street. Sat there, lit a cigarette, watched.
Place looked dead. Not just closed for the night, closed like nobody had been there in days. Windows dark, parking lot empty.
Made sense. Rook said something about a lockdown, some MC business keeping the place shut down.
I took a drag, blew smoke out the window. Thought about the girl.
I'd seen
