CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
A small team of local cops swarmed along beside Riley and Bill as they approached the large house. Lucy followed up at the end of the group. Everyone had weapons drawn.
Riley saw no lights in any of the house windows, but that wasn’t surprising at four a.m. Her mind clicked away, analyzing the information they had gathered. It had turned out that Travis Kesler was a well-off and well-known Ohlman citizen. In the rush to set up his arrest, Riley hadn’t had time to ask a lot of questions about him.
The house had three stories, and it surely had a basement. Riley had no reason to doubt that they’d found the right man. And yet she couldn’t help noticing the big three-door garage adjoining the house. What kind of cars would she normally expect to find in an upscale garag
