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him.”
    Back out in the hallway, Dickie pointed out Bobby’s office door but didn’t take him inside since it was obvious he wasn’t in there.
    Then Dickie pointed at a door with hand drawn pictures taped to the outside of it and said, “For when the kids visit and can’t be outside. It’s like a playroom or place for the kids to take a nap, or watch movies… whatever they want to do.”
    “Meredith wants to turn it into a company sponsored child care center for employees, interns, and possibly customers who are working on financing a bike with her,” Dickie finished.
    “This place is pretty amazing, considering it used to be unusable and unsafe to even be up here,” he replied.
    Then he followed Dickie back downstairs past the receptionist and displays of clothing, merchandise and other accessories and through a doorway which should have led to the garage bay.
    The area had been converted into a parts store of sorts and a couple of young guys were behind a long counter helping customers find specialized motorcycle parts.
    “My wife, Becca, helped Bobby patent a few specialty parts several years ago. Now any custom designed parts that he comes up with are patented, trademarked and sold exclusively through the shop. This and the accessory stuff out front have become almost as lucrative as the bikes themselves,” Dickie laughed.
    “Speaking of which… there’s a legal agreement in that packet of papers that Lilly gave you that you’ll need to read over and sign. Becca handles the legal side of things for the shop and that agreement just says you agree that anything created here at the shop, whether by you or someone else, is the property of the shop and you won’t sell it to one of Bobby’s competitors,”Dickie said with a smile.
    A small light bulb turned on inside TJ’s head. The attorney that Tommy had recommended to him when he’d had questions about the song they’d sold that hit the charts had been named Becca. Was it possible that Dickie had married a lawyer? Interesting.
    He tried to read the man’s features and what the look on his face meant but couldn’t. So instead he followed him outside and across a larger parking lot toward the building still under construction.
    As they neared the larger structure, TJ could hear laughter and shouting filtering out from one of the open garage bays as though a competition of sorts was occurring. The older man’s pace picked up as if he was wanting in on the action as well.
    TJ managed to keep up and upon entering the open bay his eyes were drawn to the big blonde kid who’d been loading things into Tommy’s van after the renewal wedding ceremony in Nashville. He was arm wrestling a man… and winning by the looks of things.
    “Which one of you clowns is going to keep an eye out for Carla? I just walked in with no warning… what if it had been her instead? If she catches wind of this… you’ll all be in worse trouble than Gretchen ever thought about,” Dickie advised the group of men who were crowded around the two arm wrestling contestants.
    “I truly worry about you sometimes, Sanders. Carla’s got your number on speed dial and all we ever hear is ‘yes, honey’ this and ‘yes, dear’ that. Pull on your big girl panties and just tell her that boys compete… on and off the football field,” Bobby said with a laugh to a blonde haired man standing near the boy who had just won the match.
    “Who’s next,” the kid asked with a self-satisfied grin on his face.
    “That’s what I mean, buddy,” Chuck said to the boy and bumped fists with him.
    One more thing that hadn’t changed in this little town… they still played just as hard as they worked.
    When another young man stepped up to the makeshift competition table, TJ stepped forward, pulled some money out of the front of his jeans and said, “I’ve got five on the kid.”
    “Yeah, I’m in on that action,” another man said also stepping forward with money.
    The blonde man standing