Chapter 20
The dance of the wolf.
The dance of the wolf.
The dance of the wolf!
The words whirled over and over in her mind as she walked in a mental fog to the stage area and then stopped. She stood quietly for a moment while she put her hand up to her forehead and closed her eyes.
A man walked up and lightly touched her shoulder. “Hey, babe, are you okay?”
With dazed eyes she looked up at Casey Wilson, the walk-on they used for her to attack. “Oh, just a little dizzy. I’ll be fine.”
“If you’re not feeling well, we can cancel this, you know…put something else on.” He shrugged. “A lot of men will be disappointed, but—”
She smiled softly. “You know what they say, the show must go on. Besides, I can’t disappoint those sick perverts out there.” She grinned at him. “Or the one behind t
