Chapter 230: Opening a Ticket

Dog Farm really was easy to find. Miller Cutmore drove straight down Soar Road, and just before the city gave way to open country, the place's turf began. They had come after lunch. It was already 2:30 p.m. The lot outside the farm was packed, and most of the cars weren't cheap either, easily the kind that ran fifty grand and up. After parking, Rylie Rathbond signed at Miller Cutmore with sharp, warning motions: Ms. Scurr told me to warn you. Just watch, that's it. Don't let Takky and Fang fight....