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first.  Beverly was a bigger woman with an even larger following.  All the male submissives wanted a chance to lick her thigh-high, shiny patent leather boots.
    “Just a ginger ale,” Beverly said, dismissing him with her eyes.  She focused on Connor.   “Well, if it isn’t my favorite Marine boy-toy.”
    “How’re you doing, Bev?   Not finding your platoon of submissives challenging enough for you?”
    “Just peachy.   For the record, I’d love to draw you over to the dark side.”  Beverly placed her forearms on the counter and leaned a little his way.  “Listen, I was real sorry to hear about Ashley.  You’re a good guy.  You didn’t deserve the crap she was shoveling.”
    “Ancient history,” Connor said , wishing like hell the topic was more or less buried.  He knew that he’d have to rehash this shit coming back here, but that didn’t mean he had to like it.  A quick glance in the mirror showed him the sub he’d heard earlier.  She was hitting subspace and knew that he was bound to lose the crowd to her scene.  “I was just asking Russell if any new subs joined the club when he told me about Marilyn Sweeny.”
    “It’s a shame, isn’t it?  For two reasons really,” Bev replied with a snarky smile.  “First, Russell needs to keep his nose out of everyone else’s business.  He needs to learn his place around here and I’m of half a mind to show him exactly where that should be.”
    “And the second?” Connor asked, taking another long swallow of his beer.
    “Because she was a very nice woman.  I was just arriving as the police were wrapping up their nice little interviews.  Joel told them he preferred that they wind things up by eight o’clock this evening to question people — before open play began.  They didn’t disclose much information, but I do know they also asked for a list of members and also the vendors that Joel uses.  He didn’t have a choice but to hand over the member list, but apparently the vendors weren’t registered in the warrant.  Joel told them to come back tomorrow with a new warrant if they wanted any more information.”
    “Why would they want a list of his vendors?” Kyle asked.
    Connor wondered the same thing, until the unique rope from the pictures clicked in his mind.  He knew it looked unusual.  He bet it was made of Japanese silk and since the police thought that Terry did it, they probably figured he’d purchased the rope from a supplier at the club or online.  Joel was known to have vendors come in at least once a week, not that Connor had ever attended.  Was there a BDSM vendor in town that he didn’t know about?  The police would have already had Terry and Marilyn’s home and business computers confiscated.  Connor would have to remind Crest to have their contact ghost all of the seized hard drives, and not just Marilyn’s.  Detective Morrison already knew whether or not he’d bought the material online.  Since the police were still looking for the source, that must mean they didn’t find the transaction.
    “They didn’t say,” Beverly said.  She took the ginger ale that Russell had placed on the counter.   She looked over her shoulder, obviously not wanting to miss what was happening in the play area.  “The most popular vendor that Joel uses is Incandesce, and that’s located in the warehouse district.  I think the majority of the members have bought from there.”
    “Now that is one redhead I’d like to have kneel before me,” Kyle said, turning around on his stool to witness the flogging scene. 
    Connor knew he’d lost all of them .  Their attention had been dragged away, but he was pleased with the information he’d gathered.  Maybe the killer had purchased the rope from one of the club’s vendors, although more than likely, whoever it was had bought it online.  Connor wondered if Jax had come up with anything.
    Connor joined the crowd, twisting on his stool to watch the scene unfold.  Beverly