“No, that doesn’t work. Why would he have had rohypnol with him the first time if that was the case?”
“You’re right, and since he wanted them isolated from prying eyes, he must have spent a lot of time at that club looking for the perfect targets.”
Colt chuckled. “I wonder how many he followed only to find out they lived in apartments or condos or were only cohabiting, not married. That must have been frustrating.”
“No shit.” Sax frowned. “Why that specific club?”
“Something we need to figure out, if possible. He could be a regular, or maybe he works there. No, being employed by the club doesn’t work because he couldn’t have left the same time they did. Being a regular, though. Someone who keeps a low profile.”
“Definitely possible,” Sax agreed. “There is the fitness club angle, but t
