her first sensation. Bright sunlight streamed through

n. Her heart skipped a beat. A frantic, internal check confirmed nothin

ful rush: the lie, his interrogation, the vomiti

sinking into the plush carpet. Th

her: a set of brand-new designer clothes, an uno

l. "Wear this. My number is in the phone. Wait fo

t like an electronic leash. She k

't his prope

ed and dried-and put it on. Quietly, like a thief i

y of the Strip to the harsh reality of her chea

and headed back to the one place she was trying to esca

ion was a complicated mix of fear and awe. He said

he other dancers followed her. Jealousy and contempt dripped from

sk of concentration. Tonight, s

own the stark, concrete employee corrid

bars and bad decisions. She recognized him instantly: Vince

s eyes crawling over her body with a slimy p

s stomach. She kept her voice stea

n't play dumb, sweetheart. If Knig

out to touc

ng empty air. "I'd advise you not to

d him. His face darke

cutting off any

face went pale. He started forward, but a single glare from Vince

erate idea. With a trembling hand, he pulled out his pho

her you ... there's a situation ...

nt than before. "Calling for backup? Good. Let's see if Kaden Kn

, his grip like a vise,

in strength was hopeless. She stumbl

y double doors at the end of the corrido