Book 2: Chapter 10

I was in a panic as Reed, the owner of the club, came out and carried her gently through the club into a room in the back. They sent me into a kitchen through the back so I wouldn’t stay out in the club with everyone else because you weren’t allowed in until you signed the confidentiality agreement. I did not care. I was glad that I wasn’t out there with all those people. I wanted to drown in my own self-pity.

I sat at the small table, my head lying on my arms and trying hard to stem the tears rolling out of my eyes. I hated to cry. I had been taught young that crying would never get me anything. The anxiety of not knowing how Mia was and the frustration of my own guilt had the tears rolling at a steady pace.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I spun around quickly thinking it was the owner with news about Mia. The owner of the hand jumped out of the way just in time as my elbow passed within an inch of his stomach.

“Holy shit!” he shouted.

“Oh my God!” I crie