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Grady shouts, “What am I supposed to have done?”

Chester growls. “You couldn’t keep to the plan, could you? The Feds are here with a warrant for your arrest.”

I feel the shock in the room as Chester nods toward the door, angrily.

“You have to go. They’re waiting for you and won’t back down. Some Judge has issued a warrant for your arrest and now we’re going to have to pull in every favor we’re owed to get you off the hook. Go with them and I’ll have Simpson meet you downtown.”

I hear the fear in Grady’s voice. “What the fuck’s going on?”

Chester snarls. “Some girls made a complaint against you and opened a can of worms. They’re coming out of the woodwork as we speak. You’d better hope and pray your wife can help you because if she can’t you’re about to go down and lose everything. Now get out there and sort your shit out. We’ve got your back and I’ll make sure it goes nowhere, but you have to go, now.”

He follows Grady to the door and I feel the fear from the other men holding me tight. I try to get away but they are too strong and I feel frustrated at my helplessness.

It must be five minutes later when Chester comes back and snarls. “This is a fucking shit storm. There are Feds all over the place, and this party’s being blown apart as I speak. The guests are being hauled downtown, and this is going to take the press office weeks to sort out.”

Scott says in a fearful voice. “What about us? Do they know we’re involved?”

Chester’s eyes narrow and he spits. “Like I said, heads will roll for this. Whoever ordered this is about to lose their job. We need to get out of here and deal with this shit back at the office.”

Preston says in a hard voice, “What about her? She knows too much.”

I try to struggle and my eyes plead with them to let me go. Chester looks at me and snarls.

“I’ll make the call. Donahue will dispose of her as usual.”

Todd shakes his head. “He’s out of town. I called him for party supplies and he told me.”

Chester shakes his head and stares at the men darkly. “Then we only have one man to ask.”

There is silence and then Preston says shakily. “Does it have to be them?”

Chester looks at me with a rueful look.

“I’m sorry, honey. It could have been so good. The trouble is, you lost your nerve and left us with no alternative. You know too much and need disposing of.”

He reaches for his cell and listens for a second until it connects.

Then I hear him say, “We need your help. The Club, as soon as possible. TheFedsare crawling all over this place, so be discreet.”

He ends the call and looks pitying at me.

“Sorry, honey. You play with the big boys and you’re bound to get burned. You’ve left me with no other choice.”

He nods to Todd.

“Keep her here and restrain her to stop her running. Scott and I will head back to the Whitehouse and Preston, you’d better sort things out here. Todd, wait until the clean-up crew arrives and then join us. We’re in for a long night sorting this shit out.”

The men spring into action and I find myself being pulled from the couch and thrown against the cross on the wall. They cuff me to it and I shout, “You fucking animals, let me go.”

Chester looks at me irritably. “Gag her.”

I cry tears of rage as they fasten a gag to my mouth and leave me chained to the wall as they leave the room.

Chapter 22

Sam

Iwatch the drama unfold from my front-row seat. As soon as I arrived at the club, my inside man showed me to the control room.

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