Twister looked at Hodge.“You, Method, Sully, and Chewy sweep every inch of the basement.”
Hodge grinned.“With sledgehammers?”
“No.”His grin disappeared.“You aren’t tearing down walls.”
Method nodded once.“We’re just looking.”
“Exactly.”
Twister turned toward Podge.“You and Gramps go through every page Goldie copied.”
Gramps groaned.“Paperwork.”
“You’ll survive.”
Podge already had his notebook open.“I’ll start tracing every company name.”
“Good.”
Twister shifted his attention.“Rev.”
“Yeah?”
“I want every piece of history you can find on this block.”
Rev nodded.“I’ll start at the library.”
“Magnum goes with you.”
Magnum tipped his beer.“You got it.”
Twister looked toward Swift.“You and Nugget go talk to Marv’s family.”
Nugget frowned.“The dead antique guy?”
“The same.”
Swift crossed his arms.“You think they know something?”
“I think Marv was on this block longer than anybody.”Twister shrugged.“If he did know anything...”His expression hardened.“...his family might know something, too.”
Swift nodded.“We’ll head over after lunch.”
Finally, Twister looked at me.“Wheels.”
“Yeah.”
He jerked his chin toward Goldie.“She’s with you.”
Goldie immediately shook her head.“I don’t think—”
Twister cut her off before she finished.“I wasn’t asking.”
She blinked.
“You don’t leave this building without Wheels.”
She opened her mouth again.
