Chapter 9
The clubhouse was dark, and I was surprised it was unlocked when I tried the front door. I thought it best not to announce my presence. The whole place seemed spooky quiet, especially compared to the usual hubbub of noise. Staying as calm as I could and using the natural night light coming in the windows, I began my tour all over again.
There were three logical places for Katie to be. The women’s locker room, the dining room, or the bar. Unfortunately, there were three dining rooms and two bars. The good news was that they were all served directly from a central kitchen, and I knew where it was.
The easiest way was through the service entrance, but I had to negotiate a cluttered and specialized commercial kitchen once inside. They didn’t teach this in law school. It was my goo
