so I can get out of here.” Dan began crawling toward the door but Lexi walked over and stood in front of it.
“Why should I help you? I should go fetch these guys and maybe get my money back.”
“Please, Lexi. I was arrested for aiding and abetting a drug boss. I didn’t know he had killed someone. I was acting as his driver that day. If it’s his men, I am a dead man. If it’s the law enforcers, they will take me back and the drug dealer will have me killed. If it’s the bounty hunters, the same thing will happen. No matter who is out there, I am a dead man if I am taken back.”
“You’ve done nothing but use me to make you money. Why should I care what happens to you?”
“Because you still have feelings for me.”
She laughed. “Oh, I have feelings alright. They are not the good kind.”
“If they find me here in your place of business, they will assume you are harboring a fugitive and arrest you. Also, your signature is on my bail bond application so you would be financially responsible for me jumping bail.”
“What? I didn’t sign anything. Did you have someone forge my signature? You did, didn’t you. You…you...bastard!” She leaned down and slapped him hard, leaving a handprint on his face.
“Distract them and I will disappear and take all my troubles with me.” He pleaded with her.
“No fucking way am I doing anything for you again. You used me for the last time.”
He threw the envelope with the money toward her feet. “Take the money back. I don’t care — I’ll find another way. I’m sorry for dragging you into this. Please help me this one last time. I just need to get out of here.”
She picked up the envelope and threw it in her purse. “Fine. Stay here until I have them distracted. How many are there?” She walked back over to the window.
“I saw two sitting but they were looking at someone on the other side of the room.”
“I see someone walking the perimeter of the room. That makes three. I’ll distract them, but you had better leave and never come back.”
“I need transportation.”
“There’s a boat near the marina that I own. It doesn’t have a title or anything so it can’t be traced back to me. Take it and find that island you want.” She hated the idea of never seeing that boat again, but it would be worth it to get Dan out of her hair and life for good.
As she neared the door Dan reached up and grabbed her hand. “Please be careful. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
She would have said something smart back to him but the sincerity in his eyes made her pause. “I’ll be careful. You be safe too. I may not like you very much, but I wouldn’t want you to get hurt, either.” Then she walked out of the office.
*****
Vic walked for the third time toward the back of the club. He wanted to investigate the back hallway marked for employees only, but a security team was standing there blocking him. His instincts were telling him that something was off, and his instincts had never been wrong.
He turned back and headed to the bar. He shook his head at Isaac and Blade, indicating that he hadn’t found anything yet. He ordered a beer but didn’t drink it. He asked the bartender about the owner or manager of the club but all he was told was that the owner rarely made an appearance.
Vic held his beer in his hand and turned to lean back against the bar. He watched as a waitress walked up next to him at the bar. She had short black hair and big boobs that were barely contained inside her tiny outfit. She leaned forward to give the bartender her table’s order making the neckline of her top gap open further. She turned to give Vic a once over and he could easily see the lust come over her heavily painted face.
“Is there anything that I can help you with, good-looking?”
Vic looked down at the woman. She was pretty and had all the right curves, which he liked in women. Her white shirt was tight, exhibiting her braless chest, and her short shorts