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“I think you’re right. As always. I’ll consider in calling them,” I said and checked the time.
“Ah, Rosie I need to go. I’m almost late for my Krav Maga lesson,” I said and stood up.
“Okay, sweetie. Take care of yourself and be happy. I’m so happy you showed up at my door this morning.” She hugged me briefly.
“Thank you, Rosie. You always make me feel better. I’ll see you soon,” I said and started jogging toward the gym.
?
When I came to the gym Gary was training someone else so I sat back and thought while watching his moves.
The club was giving me pretty much time to myself. No matter how different my reasons for the job, I was in need of money and the extra job would be great. Also, if the Vincent Brothers were VIP in the club they must have been around for a while. I might learn something from them. And as much as I didn’t want to admit it to myself, I wanted to spend time with them.
With this list…I made up my mind. I’d accept the offer to be a model for sensual photography.
Rehearsing for my show for hours left me breathless when I finally stopped.
Everyone seemed to be busy with some things. Harley, Arianna aka Salem and K were running around to get the club ready for tonig
ht. Channing was trying to explain some things to the new bartender. I couldn’t hear what he was explaining but I could see he was frustrated with the boy.
Will was giving out orders and making phone calls while sitting in the corner. He was winking at me then and there, which caused me to roll my eyes. Veronica aka Sage was lying on the table in the middle of the area and she was careless of what was going on around her.
Me?
I was sitting on the stage and watching everyone. I was thinking; someone I knew, someone who was here now might be the one I was looking for. Someone here might have some clues about Angel.
But who? How would I find a suspect in this place?
For one year I have been planning what I have to do but now, I could feel that it wouldn’t be as easy as I thought. No one was walking around wearing a neon sign that says “guilty” on their foreheads.
I didn’t even know everyone here. I knew only what they told me and with this realization I decided what I have to do. I was going to call Kevin, my friend in the police department, to ask for his help. I wouldn’t mind giving another blowjob if the information would help me.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
I jumped at the voice. Mike came to sit beside me without looking at me. When he sat on my left side I could see his scar openly.
“I wasn’t thinking actually. I was just watching everyone. It shows me how fast the world is, how little I am actually,” I said and he turned to watch me as I talked.
“Wow, deep thoughts there, girl!”
“Tell me about the accident,” I said before I could stop myself.
“Why do you ask?” he asked sharply, almost snapped at me. His carefree look changed something more dangerous almost violent.
“I lost my parents in an accident, Mike. I’m asking cause I’m sensitive about it.”
He frowned at my answer but his look softened and his jaw relaxed.
“Two years ago, in January, I was going to Portland. There was snow and I got hit by a truck,” he explained. His tone was so cold, like he wasn’t talking about himself.
“And that scar?”
“Glass of a window,” he answered shortly.
“Were you alone in the car?”
“Yeah. Just me and my old lady.”
