Krissi didn’t know what was up, not exactly, but she knew it couldn’t be good. She couldn’t think of any reason that she would be called into the club’s inner sanctum simply so the president could ask her what the guy who had kidnapped her had said.
They had to know more, or think she did.
Her heart felt like it was about to burst through her chest, but she did her best to keep how nervous she was off her face. Krissi didn’t wait for Ruger as she opened the door and headed downstairs. The hot water of the shower had done wonders for the soreness in her leg, but she was still very careful how she went down the stairs. She did stop at the bottom of the steps, not sure where she was supposed to be. Spotting Sadist through an open set of double doors, she headed in his direction. She heard R
