CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
An hour later, Stella met Maxwell outside the doors of Spirit Spin, where a detective from the Branford precinct was already waiting.
“Good morning,” the detective said, as he and Maxwell climbed out of their unmarked vehicles and headed to the door. “The warrant is organized, and Mr. Urban handed over the keys to us willingly. We’re fully authorized to search the premises and access information.”
“Thank you for organizing everything,” Stella said politely. “And thanks for being here, Maxwell.” Since she was accessing Trevor’s client records, she’d asked him to come along in case there were any IT issues or unexpected hitches that needed his expertise.
Maxwell pushed his shades on top of his head. Stella thought he looked tired and frustrated, but he managed a quick g
