“I’ll answer what I can.”

“There are men at The Mansion who act as guards, but who greets guests?”

“Mrs. Vivian.”

“Where will she be?”

“Probably mingling with guests. She might also be near the door.”

“I saw men eating and drinking.”

“The Mansion orders a lot of prepared food. And the bar is always stocked.”

“Is there any place the women aren’t allowed to go?”

“They usually stay in the front.”

“I’ll be dressed like one of the women, but I’ll probably have to come in through the kitchen.”

“You could say you were getting a snack for a patron.”

“Okay.”

“How many bedrooms?” Matt asked.

“Eight.”

“So each girl doesn’t have her own room?”

“No. They bunk together and use the nice bedrooms for entertaining guests.”

“How many women will be there?” Matt asked.

“Twelve or fifteen.”

They discussed more of the layout before she asked, “Will there be a problem getting the women to come with me?”

Sabrina’s brow wrinkled as she considered the question. “Mention my name and tell them I sent you to get them out.”

“But there could be women you don’t know.”

And one of them could give me away, Elizabeth was thinking, but she didn’t say it aloud because she didn’t want to make it sound like she was coming up with objections.

“Are there guards inside the house?” she asked.

“In a guard station down the hall from the kitchen. They watch TV screens there.”

The monitors for the cameras,Matt said.

Yes.

Finally, she knew that she’d gotten all the information she could before actually going into the den of iniquity.

“We should leave now,” Matt said.

“Can you give me the shelter address where you will take the women?”

Sabrina gave him an address several blocks away.