Chapter 28The next day, Abi met Joe at Emery's office. They set out to drive to Creighton together. Emery's vintage but beautifully maintained Cadillac Seville might have needed new shock absorbers by the way it swayed over bumps and chuck holes like a boat slopping over waves.
They drove through a subdivision of run-down homes just outside Creighton on the seedy edge of town. Emery slowed to read street numbers and pulled up in front of a small, dilapidated green house across the street from a sleazy dive called the Tip 'em Up Tavern. Next door to the house were boarded up tenements covered in graffiti and the lot was strewn with debris among tall weeds. A couple of guys ducked out of sight through boards torn off a doorway when they spotted the Seville approaching.
“Probably a c***k ho
