There was no art. No pictures even. No knick-knacks on any shelves—in fact, no shelves either. A bookcase with books on shelves—Tanner wondered if any of them had ever been read as they had the look of one of those design magazine covers. Nothing there at all to look at, in fact, Tanner thought a...
One of them tried to scratch his left forearm but couldn’t as the handcuffs were so tight there was no way to allow his reach to move far enough to scratch that itch, and he sighed loudly. Beside him, his ex-cleaning team leader snorted and shook his head, as even this little courtesy could not b...