Chapter 19

Dom didn’t care to examine why he was thinking about large family-related events with Kiko. That was dangerous territory. Instead, he pulled on his coat and went out to his car.

Angus Arts was in some sort of renovated Victorian house, sitting on a corner not far from downtown Mount Angus. The sign was in the shape of a cow and had paint splatters on it, a thing so ugly even Dom had the sense to hate it. When he entered the building it was into a large main area, mostly empty. A sign by the staircase with an arrow pointing upward read, “Classes, Studios.” Dom glanced around, seeing an unstaffed register and rooms to either side of the staircase full of art. Down one side he could see some of Owen’s taxidermy pieces, but all the noise was from above. He climbed the stairs.