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Nights would guarantee Isabel never speaking to them again.
Devin, he told him with a nod, reminding him of their bouncer
who d helped them watch over Isabel in the past. He can keep an eye
on her and make sure she gets back here safe and sound. You know
Devin wouldn t mind watching a few leotard-wearing dancing girls.
Brad eyed him, obviously thinking this through, knowing he could
blow it with Isabel.
Fine. Make the call. But he keeps his eye on her. Brad headed
back in the house, and Dale grabbed his cell phone. Small miracles do
exist.
For the next few hours, he and Brad ran errands for their club,
drove past Salsa Nights three separate times, spoke with Devin twice,
and finally headed to the club.
Dale had a meeting they couldn t cancel and a manager to train on
the busiest night of the week. Friday night was theme night and
tonight s theme pajama party was the hottest. Once they ensured
things ran smoothly, they d head back to the house and let Devin get
back to work at the club.
How do you think Calli s doing? Brad asked loudly over the
blaring music as they stood by the bar and observed their new general
manager handle the bartender.
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She s good. Devin was right. She s sharp. It doesn t hurt that
she s gorgeous, Dale answered, noticing how the tall blonde
attracted the attention of the staff and the clientele.
Speaking of Devin, Dale heard Brad nearly shout and turned to
find Devin approach them from the end of the bar.
Isabel s here, the bouncer announced.
Dale s stomach dropped. What the hell was she doing here? Was
she here for a night out or had she figured out they worked here?
Where is she? he shouted.
Devin looked over his shoulder, then frowned. She was right
behind me.
He shot after Brad, furious she could be so careless. Now she d
realize they owned the place but it may make them look like a couple
of horny perverts who owned a sex club to get sex. They d decided to
tell her before she d figure it out and assume the worst of them, but
they didn t expect her to waltz in tonight. Shit.
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Chapter Six
Isabel was so angry she could taste it. Even a shower and the drive
down here hadn t tempered her urge to slap their handsome faces.
Why hadn t they told her? This was the last place she d seen Gina
alive, and they owned the damn club.
She d woken up from a restless nap to find herself alone and
debated between a swim in the pool or a walk on the beach. It was
just too tempting, however, to be in the house she knew so well from
the outside and not know the inside.
As she d climbed the stairs, she d chided herself for been nosy but
she really couldn t help herself. Knowing their home would give her
more insight into the men who d gone from starring in her teenage
dreams to knocking down doors to come to her rescue.
Dale had mentioned his room was above hers so she resisted the
urge to sneak a peek and stepped into the first room straight ahead.
Their office was decorated no differently than the rest of the house
with blues and whites dominating the color palette. But one look at
the first desk she d reached and .she d inadvertently learned they
owned Club Lava. Every piece of mail was addressed to the owners
and CEOs, Brad and Dale. Stupidly, she d thought they were in real
estate when they told her about BD Corporation and the title to her
building.
After sputtering a few curses at the secretive duo, she d changed
into something more club appropriate and raced to face them.
A handsome bouncer had noticed her stall just inside the door and
asked if she needed anything. He offered to take her to Brad and Dale
when she d asked, but she d detoured into the crowd.
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She wanted to see Brad and Dale, to yell at them for not telling
her they owned this club. It was really a ridiculous reason to pick a
fight, but she was being stalked, and they had kept information from
her.
But she robotically headed to a room in the back of the club. She
could yell later. Right now, she wanted to go to the room where she,
Gina, Leyna, and Nik had hung out that night.
This part of the club was where people could use a room for
threesomes or orgies. There were many rooms, from small ones with
hanging strands of large beads as faux doors to large ones with two-
way mirrors for voyeurs.
The room she wanted to see was occupied. The door was closed,
but she had no intention of looking inside through the mirror. Now
that she stood just outside the room, a melancholy feeling dropped
over her like a heavy fog.
She remembered how the girls had thrown Gina a bachelorette
party. Gina had a couples membership with her fiancé, both being
swingers.
But the girls didn t come here to have any type of sex. They
drank, laughed, and shared stories. That s why they d found a room,
to talk and plan their futures. It had been naughty fun in location only.
The next day, two officers showed up at her studio to tell her Gina
had been found raped and strangled in her own bed. And then Isabel
had received that note a few days later. Was it the same man? Was it
the man who broke into her house?
Isabel blinked the tears away and walked down the hallway.
Leyna had returned her call today and assured her she was fine and
had gotten no threatening letter. Leyna thought Isabel was a bit
paranoid but promised to not be alone at night and lock up her house.
So why Gina? And why Isabel now?
If it hadn t been for Brad and Dale. Brad and Dale. This was how
they d known. The cops must have come to talk to them too, after
learning from Gina s sister where she d been the night of the murder.
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