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After a steak dinner at a bar that doubled as a restaurant, Maddock and Bones made their way back to the hotel, both men remaining aware and on their toes.
He’d given his cell number to Brenda, in case she saw anything going on at the farm. The motion detector and camera mounted outside the barn were still set up, but a live set of eyes, even if at a distance, couldn’t hurt.
However, at the moment, her eyes weren’t of concern.
He didn’t have to say anything. Bones knew it too. Someone was watching, if not following them. There were too many people going in and out of the ice cream parlor and coffee shop, and the teenagers out walking and cruising in their trucks, to narrow any suspects down before they reached the hotel.
They passed by the old brick hotel and made their way to the
