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Bourbon On The Rocks #186


She continued driving back toward Hollywood.

“Do you think,” she asked, “that that’s why Paige was murdered? She didn’t want to be turned into a whore?”

“That seems logical, but I have a feeling that there’s more to it than that.”

“So, what are we going to do?” she asked as we stopped at a red light.

“Well, they know who I am now. I don’t know how but they do. I don’t think they’ve tied the two of us together yet, but I don’t want you going back to the Cherokee Club. Not yet.”

She just looked at me…

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