Bloody Heretic by Emily Barker Read Free Book Online Page B

one else was watching this. He left the booth to walk casually through the crowd, looking as if he were merely watching the people dancing. The lights and fog kept Jeann e ’ s menstruations fairly hidden but when she tossed the girl out of the thing and he had to run to catch her, it was all he could do not to scold her.
        “ Nice catch,” she yelled when she landed, wiping her hand s down her dress , straightening the slick f abric around her tiny frame. He ignored it.
        “ How did you know I would catch her?” He yelled back, pissed off.
        “ Why wouldn ’ t you ha ve?” She cocked her head in confussion . He sighed, and decided not to even worry about it.
        “ Why did you throw her out?” He shifted the girl in his arms as she twisted, coming out of her stupor .
        “ Well, honestly because she ’ s clearly dehydrated and I wouldn ’ t want Victoria to make an attempt on my life for letting one of her girls die in this place. This one is Blan che, the girl from Missouri .” She held out her hand for the girl and Dom let her slide out of his arms. Jeanne caught her under her arm; steadying her with an arm around her waist as she swayed next to Je anne on her ridiculous hee ls. They walked away and h e followed her with his eyes as she led the girl to the bar for a glass of water. It seemed his job was done for the moment. He walked back to the table.
        “ Nice catch,” Ethan said, mirroring Jeanne ’ s remark.
        “ Thanks. I wish she would have given me some warning. It ’ s a bad idea to show so much interest in one of the girls so soon.” He had never seen Jeanne do something without reason, but Lord knew what tossing the girl into his arms had been. Perhaps she truly was worried about the girl dehydrating. As he looked up at the other girls he noticed that they too looked a little out of it. Be it drugs or simple apathy , they were in a bad way. The ones circling the room waiting tables or sitting with clients seemed more themselves. He wondered if maybe the ones above the crowd were being punished in some way.
        “ I ’ m sure she knows what she ’ s doing,” Adam said. Dom continued to watch the girls.

    “ Have you noticed that the ones in the cages are a little more out of it than the ones on the floor?” He ask ed without looking down. The two men looked up as well.
        “ Yeah. They are. Why, do you think it ’ s significant?” Adam asked.
        “ I ’ m not sure yet. But if I noticed within an hour of being here what you hadn ’ t in two days than you were right to send me a nd Jeanne in,” he told them. Ethan had the decency to look ashamed. Adam shrugged.
        “ I ’ m sure I would have noticed it eventually,” he said as he casually sipped his drink.
        “ Right. Noticed Vic ’ s ass is more like it,” Dom guessed as he watched Adam wa tching his woman. The girls had worked their way closer to them. Adam sent him a scathing look but they both knew it was true. They sat in silence for awhile, watching the crowd, or at least Dom was. Ethan and Adam were watching the girls dance. When Alex held out a hand to Ethan he didn ’ t hesitate to get up and join her on the dance floor. Adam was right behind him, snatching Vic around her waist and swinging her around. She laughed and clasped on tight to his neck. Dom kept the depth of his jealousy hidd e n down as always. His curiosity got the better of him eventually and he got up to look around the huge building. The largest room holding the dance floor and bar was only one part of the converted warehouse. The western half held the private rooms, where c lients got lap dances or took part in more nefarious activities. He walked casually around, memorizing the layout and taking note of the guard posted throughout the different areas. The main room had a n upper balcony area that held another bar and housed t he office area to the back. It would be one hell of an