Page 14 of Ruthless Riches
She beamed with pride. “That was his last project before he retired. He designed the whole layout of the village,” she said. “Anyway, he might’ve heard things about the tunnels over the years that I’m not aware of. I’m sure he’d love to chat to you about it, too.”
“Are you sure?”
“Oh, yes. Ever since he retired, he’s been quite bored, so he’s always looking for people to gab with about his favorite subjects.”
“Would you be able to put us in touch with him?”
“Of course. Why don’t I give him a call and see if he’s available right now?”
I smiled. “That would be great. Thanks.”
She briskly stepped out of the room, and I looked over at Nate, eyes wide with excitement. We didn’t need to say a word to each other. I knew we were both still thinking the exact same thing.
If we wanted to find the Butcher, we had to find Satan’s Penthouse.
