The gym, at least, isn't too hard to get to; it only takes you a few minutes of sneaking around the grounds before you reach the one-story building. The door's unlocked, and your group slips into the foyer.
Once inside, you can't help but look around at the expensive interior. Between the oaken paneling, recessed lighting, and the faint strains of classical music, it feels more like a gentleman's club than a gym.
"Whoa," Val says, looking at a plan of the gym. "This place has got a pool, a steam room, a sauna…" She sighs. "I should have been born wealthy."
"Give it a century or so," Sonia says, looking around her in obvious appreciation. "You'll get there."
After a few more admiring glances at the decor, you move farther into the gym, looking around the various corridors. Apart from some expensive hand soaps, some of which vanish into Sonia's and Val's pockets, you don't find any clues.
It's not until you exit the male changing rooms that you hear what sounds like someone being punched repeatedly, which you have to admit feels like a promising start.
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