Max was sitting over to the side, and the girls were curled up weeping softly on the bed. Max seemed just fine with this, or as fine as men who were trying to do the right thing could be with crying women. He stood up, grabbed his trench coat and suit jacket, and headed toward the door and Johnny.
"Thank you, ladies. We'll do our best to find out the truth behind your friends' disappearances." He gave the two women a nod before motioning for Johnny to lead the way out, of both the room and the building.
"Women go missing from these places all the time, and they know that," he spoke softly to Johnny as they made their departure. "But, they also know something that there's missing then there's the kind of missing that has a gal reappearing in the river with pieces nibbled away by the fishes. Did you find anything?"
Passing the main room, he noticed that the kid was gone. "He get tired of cow molesting and move to a safer option with two legs?"