CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
The early morning crowd was thin at New You Fitness. A few people were using the treadmills and only a handful of others were scattered around the various stations. Kate could see all of this from the front desk, as the gym area was visible through clear Plexiglas to the left of the desk. The place was a little too small to be considered an actual gym but it was also much cleaner than a typical gym.
With DeMarco at her side, Kate approached the desk. A young woman who was likely a part-timer with college classes in between looked up at them with a smile. “How can I help you ladies this morning?”
“We’re looking for a man named Julio Almas,” DeMarco said. “Your website says he’s the instructor for cycling classes and Keto workouts.”
“Oh, sure,” the young woman said.
