Daisy's Pov It was one of the strippers who found me. I had barely made it down the last step of the rooftop staircase when I walked straight into a wall of a man in silk trousers, his eyes going wide the moment he saw me. "Miss." He grabbed my arm gently. "Boss Lady has been looking for you." I didn't even have time to ask questions. He was already moving, pulling me through a back corridor, past the thumping music and the colored lights until we pushed through a side door and I froze. Everyone was on the floor. Hands behind their heads. Faces down. Not a single person dared to breathe too loudly. Queen stood in the middle of it all with a cigarette between her fingers and the kind of stillness that was somehow more terrifying than noise. "Found her Boss Lady," the stripper announ

