CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
When she and Carrie reached the address Michael Yelverton had given them, Stella was interested to see that Treasures was much like she had imagined it. It was in a majestic three-story building in a financial and commercial area of town, with mirrored windows and basement parking that she was sure was private. There was no visible signage, and Stella guessed that being so ultra-discreet, there had been no expense spared in soundproofing the interior so that not even the neighboring tenants could hear what took place inside.
The problem was that the club’s ornate front door was firmly closed.
After ringing the bell repeatedly, Stella walked around to take a closer look at the basement parking entrance. It, too, was locked up, with a barred gate. Beyond, she thought she
