Chapter Twenty-Eight
The VIP Room
Everything was fine at my station, except the drinks on both of the tables were slightly less full. I caught Jennifer’s eyes giving me a wistful glance from across the room. Ginger gave me a strange, severe look as she walked by with a tray full of drinks. Max was back behind the bar smiling at me and trying to get my attention. Mr. Branson watched every move I made like a bird of prey. I hadn’t laid eyes on the mysterious Mr. Kristoff for the entire shift. Ruby crossed the floor and grabbed my hand. Her G-String was overflowing with 10 and 20 dollar bills.
“Where’ve you been at, Sugar-t**s? I’ve been looking all over for you.”
She looked at my G-String and flicked her finger at the bills around my waist.
“What’s this? A pretty girl like you should h
