The Second Betrayal by The Second Betrayal

Author:The Second Betrayal [Betrayal, The Second]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Gone

First thing on our initial and extremely brief tour, we'd been warned that we weren't allowed on the second floor. Of course I'd planned to examine every room there anyway, though not tonight.

But having just heard what the Russian girl had said to Kerrison, now was the time to move.

Kerrison shifted to speak even closer to my ear so the man couldn't hear—despite the fact that music was screaming so loudly, I doubt if he could have caught any of what she said. "Somewhere down the hall on the second floor, at the opposite end. She said she was sure that whatever room it was, it wasn't one that was close to the stairs."

"Cover for me." I glanced over my shoulder to make sure Stalder and the other handlers weren't looking my way.

"Give me about ten to twelve minutes. Tell anyone who asks that I've got the runs."

She nodded at the same time she looked away from me and processed the next man's bill, and I slipped behind the

curtain. I stayed in the curtain folds to check the time on the slim cell phone—which was illegal according to Giger—

that I'd tucked into my bra. I'd set the display to be as dim as possible.

Okay. Twelve minutes. That was probably all I'd get away with and not face questions or, worse yet, get caught.

The hallway behind the stage curtains had ten lap-dance booths on the left, each draped with a green velvet curtain and each girl's handler standing nearby. The hallway smelled like testosterone and male sweat along with the pine cleaner that had been used on the black-and-white-checkered linoleum floor.

On the opposite side of that wall was a hallway that led directly from a door into the club from the street. A filthy corridor that was used to take the girls inside and out that we'd logged during surveillance.

I tried to ignore the male voices behind the curtains. A couple saying things like, "Come on, sweetheart, give me a little more than a lap dance. Let me touch you..."

The female voices replied like automatons with words that had been drilled into each girl. "We can go upstairs and be alone, baby, and you can touch me all you want to. Ask Ms. Chandra ..."

As I walked past the booths, I held my chin high and didn't look at the four handlers currently there, as if they weren't important to me at all. I did notice Eddie's glare but pretended not to. Fortunately the restrooms were around the corner at the end of the hall, close to the stairs and out of the handlers' eyesight.

The moment I was around the corner, I pushed open the door to the women's restroom. The door squeaked loud

enough that the handlers would be able to hear the sound from where they stood beside the lap-dance booths.

Instead of going into the restroom, I let the door swing shut, spun around, and jerked my stilettos off. I ran, then glided on my bare feet the rest of the way across the linoleum before I hid my stilettos in a little alcove by the bottom step.

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