Dark Ink Tattoo: Episode 2 by Cassie Alexander

Author:Cassie Alexander [Alexander, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B01ETNC1PA
Publisher: Argus Industrial
Published: 2016-06-20T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

“So what’s your name, Mr. Tourist?” the girl asked.

This, I couldn’t lie about, seeing as it was tattooed across my knuckles. “Jack,” I said, showing her. “Yours?”

“Amber,” she said. She hadn’t really noticed my tattoos before, I could see her trying to make them work with the rest of me, my hair slicked back with Paco’s hair gel, and in his boyfriend’s too crisp shirt. “What do you do, Jack?”

I picked the safest occupation, given the room. “I work in IT. Back end server maintenance. It’s incredibly lonely.”

She gave me a mischievous look and then nodded sympathetically. “I bet.”

I measured her for a moment. She was drinking, and this was clearly her home, so she was likely over twenty-one or at least eighteen. But there was something a little too knowing about her – maybe even a little scared. And Bella had been scared too, hadn’t she?

“So what do you do, Amber?” I asked.

She took a long sip of her beer before answering, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Then she rested her a cowboy boot on the rail going around the bottom of the bar, revealing a line of wolf print tattoos padding up the inside of her left thigh -- the same size and spacing as the ones that’d run under Bella’s breast.

“I would,” I answered, and took advantage of the rising bar sounds to lean in. “Completely,” I said, my voice low.

I’d meant it when I said it, and I saw her eyes start to glaze. Dammit. I couldn’t whammy her here, not with so many people around, she’d have repercussions if she told the truth to me in public – I slid back into tourist mode fast.

“I’m so sorry that other girl and I couldn’t meet up. I took a taxi out here special –“ As I yammered on I saw her attention return, none the wiser. “You know how you meet someone sometimes and you think you just know?”

“Yeah,” she said, and I could see her playing a memory of her own inside her mind.

“And Vegas is the kind of place – it just leads to hoping.” I stared woefully into my beer.

She put a sympathetic hand on my arm. “How long are you here for?”

“Just another day.”

“Work, or vacation?”

“Bit of both.”

“Well hopefully you’ll get the chance to see a few more sights.” Her hand squeezed my arm and didn’t pull away. I looked from it to her and finally everything fell into place – the youth mixed with wisdom mixed with being here in this place -- she was a prostitute. Possibly off the clock here, maybe one of these fine angry gentlemen surrounding me was her runner. Vegas was full of schemes like these, even where sex work was legal. Bella, baby, what the hell did you get yourself into?

To find out, I looked at Amber like a drowning man looked at a life raft. “There is one thing I know I’d like to see.”

“What’s that?” she asked, all innocence.

I jerked my chin toward her leg, and used a tone of voice rich with promise.

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