I didn’t sleep.
I couldn’t sleep.
The next morning I moved through the apartment like a ghost. Milly was at school. The silence pressed in, thick and heavy. I kept seeing his grey eyes, hearing his voice. Then I'll come find you.
I told myself it was just a job. He paid. I showed up. That was the deal. But some small, stupid part of me knew it had already become something else.
My phone rang at noon. Shanice.
"Get to the club. Now."
"Why? What's going on?"
"Just get here. It's about your arrangement with Cross."
She hung up before I could ask more.
I walked into the club through the back entrance. The usual smell of sweat and cheap perfume hit me. In the daylight, the place looked even worse. Shanice was in her office, a small room behind the dressing area. She waved me in witho
