“This looks almost like a bedroom set.”“Oh!” Beth stood up and moved to a different position along the table. “I think you’re right. Look ...t the colors on the pillows, they match the drapes. There’s a small blanket that matches as well. Still...” she picked up a broken watch. “I’m not certain what’s going on with the junk drawer vibe.”“Seriously, look at all these pens.” Mike grabbed the stack on his side of the table. Some of the pens had business names on them, and a couple even still had. Thenafter pulling the bodysuit up over his hips I released his hands andafter having him push his arms into the bodysuit and pull it up over hisshoulders. Then I reattached them to the chain near his upper thighs.I then grabbed the chain at his wrists and said, "Get up, we are goingto the basement, and relax. I will help you."Grabbing one of the other lengths of chain and the remaining locks, wewere off to the basement. He was definitely struggling in the boots andthe short chain but we managed. "He listens as she picks her way through, what sounds like a crowded bar and ask someone the question."The House martin." She tells him."Okay, stay there and I will join you." No, I'll come home soon." Okay, see you soon." He replies and hangs up.The House martin is fairly new, it had opened up about twelve years ago. It had been built, as part of the estate he is now living on, bordering the housing and another industrial park, with a McDoggles, and a Chinese and a Mexican restaurant.Her. "Don't stop. Just drive past." Liv scoped out the darkened, two-story, Victorian house. The only vehicle in the driveway was a white pickup truck. None of the snow around the house or in the driveway had been disturbed. There was no sign of life.A truck appeared behind them and Finn sped up slightly to get out of its way. Soon, they left the house behind and passed the Three Crosses Rehabilitation Center and the turnoff to the Sheriff's house. The headlights filling the rear windshield.