Chapter Eleven
When she and Bill walked into the Ishtar Escorts office, Riley thought that it actually looked very much like a high-class travel agency. A bulletin board was devoted to posters about things to do in Phoenix, suggesting visits to museums, art galleries, parks, and botanical gardens. A table carried brochures with details about a variety of places. The detail that would be missing from an actual travel agency was the second bulletin board, with images of the escorts. She recognized the ones that she had spoken with earlier. In these photos, they were all nicely dressed as if for an elegant event, with just an occasional flash of cleavage here and there.
The woman at the reception desk didn’t seem at all nervous about a visit from FBI agents. The receptionist explained that
