Lindy had passed the site often but other than the one time she had tried to apply for a job there, she’d never had reason to stop. As Thad drove around to the rear of the largest metal building, she was struck by how isolated the manufacturing and shipping complex seemed. The hardwood trees on the surrounding hills were bare but would soon begin to bud, and by summer the open area would feel like a tiny island amid a sea of green leaves. If there had not been other cars parked there, she might have been more uneasy. “I never realized how far out of town this place is. It’s really secluded.” “It wasn’t always.” Thad pointed. “Rob and Ellen used to have a house attached to their office on the far end of this long building. You can still see the foundation. I made my office in the warehouse instead of rebuilding after the fire.” “So, you don’t live out here like they did?”
