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“Aren’t you going to answer that?”

She shook her head.

“Sally, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you answering your phone?”

“I was talking to you. That would be rude.”

Elise stared at her a moment, and she hoped that Elise wouldn’t push it. She felt so sick to her stomach.

“Oh, well, I am totally going to be late for work. I’ll see you there?”

“Yeah, I’m going in to check things out for Friday. I probably won’t stay all night.”

“Well, at least your bruises look better. I think some foundation might hide the bruising on your cheekbone.”

“Hope so. I’ll see you there later.”

Elise left the room and Sally covered her face with her hands.

That sick bastard was fucking with her. He threatened her friends. How the hell could a lawyer get him out of jail so quickly?

Her cell phone went off again, and she recognized the number. It was the third time the person tried to reach her.

Susanna entered the room as Sally answered the phone call.

It was the sheriff from Cellar County. He called to let her know that Garret Walters and Keiffer Reynolds were out of jail thanks to their lawyers.

You’re a little late in informing me, Sheriff. Thanks for nothing.

* * * *

“Get your asses out of here now. The nerve of you showing up here,” Elise stated as she and Paula stood in front of Garret and Keiffer.

G-Force and Big Dog, the bouncers at Dixie Chix, hadn’t known about what had happened to Sally.

“We have every right to be here, darling. It’s a public place,” Garret stated.

“This is our place and we can deny anyone entry that we want to,” Paula stated firmly.

“We know a lot of people, little girl, and that could mean losing business for ya,” Keiffer said. Then he stared over Paula’s shoulder as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and licked his lips.

Paula and Elise turned around to see Sally approaching.

“Leave now,” Elisa stated.

“Is there a problem here?” G-Force asked.

“There she is, my special little lady.” Garret took a step toward Sally. Sally raised her hand for him to step no farther.

“What are you doing here, Garret? You’re not wanted here.”

“Aww, baby, don’t say that.”

A crowd slowly began to form around them.

“Leave,” Elise ordered.

“You look really good, Sally. I kind of like you all banged up. It’s sexy.”


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