CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Mackenzie had made some very awkward arrests in the past. But as they neared Tidal Hills for a second time, she tried to imagine what it might be like to arrest a man while orchestrating a strange and cult-like orgy. The concept did not sit well with her, which was why she was very grateful when they arrived back at the location before anything had the chance to get properly started.
As before, the front door was locked. She wasted no time, hammering on it with her fist. She could hear multiple murmuring voices the other side. She could even see a few people looking toward the glass along the top of the door—a few middle-aged women and a younger male. They looked confused, maybe even a little worried.
Finally, after she had hammered on the door for roughly fifteen seco
