He stared at his wife. "There's a house a few doors down that has a lot of young women living there. They keep to themselves mostly, like they're in #isolation, but I've seen a few of them come and go. They always seem to come back with more women than they left with." *** "Thank you, you've been a great help," I told him and rushed Jaci back to the car after we said goodbye. "That tears it," Jaci muttered. "We have to mount a #rescue of those women." "We don't have probable cause, only speculation, and George really wasn't that helpful." *** Jaci didn't say anything to that. I knew we had to do something, but rushing in wasn't going to help anything. We had to have our ducks in a row, or else we would be no better than a #desperado of old, running roughshod over law and order. It wasn't an ideal situation. *** As we drove down the #road, away from the house where we now knew Grace was, with Stevie, I