ZEE WAS STILL unsure of how to begin, so she just decided to say it as it came to her. “Someone is going to send you pictures of the event.”
“That's interesting. And I think it would make for some good entertainment, so I look forward to that.”
“No,” Zee said in a rush. She could not help her anxiety.
“No?”
“I mean, there will be strippers in the pictures.”
A pregnant silence passed between them.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t get that. Strip what?”
Zee found herself swallowing hard with rising tension. “Strippers.” She said quickly. “But I didn’t bring them. It was a setup and…”
“Hold on. You mean to tell me that you had strippers at that party.”
Zee was not sure if it was a question or an assertion but his voice was steadily assuming a steely edge. She could feel her state of nervousness
