Kiko did not object when Dom led them behind the blaring teen group and to the empty space under the stage. Dom did not like the idea of knives in play, and he wanted to take a look for bodies. What better place to put one than near where the first was discovered? But scrabbling frenziedly around underneath the stage for ten minutes yielded no results.
“I’m not surprised the red tote isn’t here any longer,” said Kiko, completely missing the point.
“Tote?” asked Dom. “I was looking for Beverly’s body.”
“We’re assuming they’re both still alive.” Kiko grabbed his arm and Dom turned to look at him. “Right?”
“Yeah, sure,” said Dom. “Let’s sweep the grounds.”
Kiko stared at him for a moment like he wasn’t speaking an understandable language, but when Dom turned and rejoined the crowds he fo
