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Terry zip-tied Dave’s hands behind his back and did the same to his feet. He then wrapped a few layers of duct tape around his torso and chair to make sure he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere if he woke up. Once Dave was securely immobilized, Terry checked the rest of the house.
He picked up one of the beer bottles on the counter. The dishes were thrown hastily in the sink, other bottles were knocked over, and the water was still running from the faucet.
Terry pulled the laptop out of his bag and entered the tracking device’s code in the software. The beacon showed his current location. He slammed the laptop shut, cursing under his breath. He looked back over to Dave, who had a welt forming on the back of his head.