She parked her Porsche outside an all-women nightclub called "The Siren's Cave." She hadn't been there in over a year, but she was sure the same couple owned and ran the place. When Shannon got out, she appeared to recognize the place. "Been here before?" asked Sandra. "On a date maybe?" she added with a smile.

Shannon's smile was much softer. "Nuh-... no. On a cuh-... case," the woman corrected.

The two of them walked up to the door. There was a hulking, almost mannish female at the door. She had to be almost six-feet, four-inches tall and looked to way close to two hundred pounds of solid muscle. Sandra...