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I shook my head, flipping the page I was on. “He lives with his parents and five siblings. No, Anderson’s got some place. If the ME is right, then they kept her for at least two days somewhere. Forensics will still check Steven’s place out, but they wouldn’t have wanted to risk someone stumbling across her. It has to be somewhere private.”

“Got something,” Jia said.

“What is it?”

She slid the page she was on over to me. “Ten-thousand-dollar charge to a REU Realty.”

“Is that in town?”

“One town over, in Loxum.”

I remembered Loxum as a little dirt town with one gas station, but when we pulled in, it had a strip mall, several grocery stores, and tons of ongoing construction for new office and residential buildings. Apparently they had been doing something right while River Falls stayed the way it was.

REU Realty was on the first floor of a white office complex. A thin blonde woman in a gray suit met us at the door, and I said, “Tatum Graham.”

“Suzanne, hi, nice to meet you.”

“You as well. Not to seem too blunt, but we’re in a little bit of a time crunch.”

“Of course, I have what you requested, but unfortunately, we need court documentation that we were forced to hand it over. I have to keep my clients’ purchases private.”

I stared at her a second. “You’re kidding.”

“Afraid not.”

“Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but when someone buys a piece of property, they have to record it at the county recorder, right? That’s public information.”

“Yes, well, it’s company policy.”

Ah. I had a feeling it was only company policy for the rich, who may or may not have registered the property under their own name.

“It’s not under his name, is it? Look, I don’t give a crap. I’m going to search that property, and if I have to have you arrested for obstruction of justice to do it, I will.”

“Excuse me?” She bristled. “You don’t come in here and talk to me that way. I think it best you speak to our company attorney from now on.”

She shut the door on us.

“Obstruction?” Will said, staring at the closed door.

I shrugged. “Rolled the dice and lost. It happens.” I put my hands on my hips and glanced around the parking lot. “Well, I’m open to ideas.”

Jia said, “We could try to meet with Anderson and pretend we know about it already. See if he might give up some information.”

“No way Russell lets us talk to him, and there’re rules you bend and rules you break, and speaking to someone that’s represented isn’t either of those. Good way to get the case tossed and you disbarred. What else?”