Page 30 of Bourbon Kingdom
“And you’re mad about that?”
“Well, I mean, I don’t want to sleep with Rex, obviously, but it does something to a girl’s ego when a guy goes off with another woman when she’s supposed to be having a fake relationship with him. You know? I mean, how rude.”
“Don’t you have bigger things to worry about than who Rex is having sex with? Maybe like what the hell you’re doing here in the first place? What are you trying to accomplish?”
Sitting back on the bed and resting against the headboard, I said, “Diego told me about some illegal business Rex and Leo might be conducting, and I knew if I could get some evidence, figure out what they were doing, I would be able to bury them and live my life with Jett. I’m sick of hiding. I’m sick of not having a relationship with the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
Kace cringed for a second and then asked, “Are they doing illegal stuff?”
“Oh, my God, yes. So, it’s like a sex club, but worse. The girls are crazy fem-bots that walk around with their heads down, waiting to be plucked away by one of the members to be fucked in the back room. I haven’t really seen what goes on back there, but I know the girls are getting paid for sex. It’s consensual, believe me, I’ve asked them, but it’s paid for. I just don’t know how to pin him for it.”
“Can you record it?”
“That would be the easiest solution, but I’m not allowed to bring in any kind of phone or electronic device. I’m surprised I’m allowed to wear clothes in there. You should see it, Kace. The girls are naked all the time. I know who has a mole where and what cup size each of the girls are. I mean, who wants to be naked all the time, in front of people, and with other girls? The shit going on over there is so fucked up. And, get this, the bartender, his name is Blane, and apparently—”
“Blane Wilson?” Kace asked, cutting me off.
“Uh, I don’t know his last name. He has blond hair, and he’s a beefcake.”
“Blane Wilson,” Kace said, shaking his head.
“Do you know him?”
“Yes, he went to school with us. He hung out with the wrong people at school and ended up getting into drug trafficking.”
“Holy shit, seriously?”
“Yes, he’s not from here though. He grew up in Australia and moved here to be with his uncle when he was young. Technically, he shouldn’t be in the states, but if he goes back to Australia, there are men there waiting to kill him.”
“Noooo,” I said dramatically, as I leaned forward.
“Yes, the dude is a good guy, but made some bad choices in his life.”
“That explains what Rex has hanging over his head. Pretty much, Rex is blackmailing him to work at the club and dominate the women in front of all of the members. Rex calls them demonstrations; it’s so fucking weird.”
“Sounds like it. How do you plan on exposing Rex and Leo?”
“I don’t know yet, but I’ll figure something out. I heard that they were in the lead for Lot 17; they’re the top contender right now. Without this information to expose them, I’m afraid they might win the space, then what happens? Would I ever be able to live my life with Jett the way I want?”
“I don’t know,” Kace shook his head. “I wish I had a more solid answer for you, but Leo, especially, is a dangerous man, and he will do whatever it takes to make things happen for him. He won’t stop until he gets what he wants or he’s exposed, and I know damn sure, he’s never fully satisfied.”
“That’s what I was afraid of,” I admitted. “Blane wants to work together to get the information we need. We just have to figure out how to do it first. We have a week still, right?”
“Pretty much, a little over a week. Interviews are next Friday.”
I nodded and then said, “I have an event I have to go to with Rex. Please tell me Jett is not going to be there.”
“Not sure,” Kace said, while looking away from me, making me believe he was lying.
“Kace . . .” I warned.
“He might be there, Goldie. Whatever you do, avoid him. I know you, you’re going to want to coddle him, but you have to be cold, you have to stay away. If you don’t, you’re going to tip Rex off, and then everything will go downhill from there.”
“That makes sense,” I swallowed, trying not to panic from the thought of seeing Jett on Saturday. I wanted nothing more than to see the man, to touch him, or even just be close enough to smell his masculine scent, but I knew I had to keep my distance. I had to act like I despised him, when in fact, I loved him.
Chapter Ten
“Hard Work”
