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“This is a list of people who I want alive at the end of this.”
“Wrecker, Puck, Sully and Shortie,” I read the names out loud. “Interesting choices.”
My eyes go over the names, wondering why these four people are so important to save.
“As you know, Bricks and Snake like to come to this club quite a bit.”
Devereaux speaks like my mind is not spinning in a million directions.
“They are paying one of the strippers here to get information on your club. You will have to get the stripper to work for you instead.”
Winger moves uncomfortably in his seat. We have our own club where we go, but he comes here when on his own. I’m sure he is worried about which particular stripper would be the mole.
“What is her name?”
“Ruby Santiago. They are planning on selling her as well.”
That grabs my attention. “Why would they sell her if she’s helping them?”
“She thinks you’re the bad guys. And they have no loyalty to anyone.”
I roll my eyes at that. We’re not the good guys in any type of scenario.
Devereaux taps a finger to the folder containing pictures of the girls related to the club.
“She’s scheduled to be on the same shipment as all your women.”
TWO
Ruby
Another day, another handful of hundred-dollar bills.
That’s how I get myself through each day that passes. My bank account grows, and my self-esteem drops a couple more notches.
It is weird how life deals you blows that take you on paths you never thought you’d travel.
As a young girl, all I wanted was to have a boyfriend who would love me so much, we would be together through high school, then college. We would then get married and have a couple of children. Life would be perfect.
What I got was being made fun of in school for growing up in a trailer park. All the boys thought I would be an easy lay. It didn’t help that I developed pretty early. My curves worked against me.
Eventually, one of them asked me out. I said yes. Four dates later, I gave him my virginity. On the fifth date, he brought his friends, too. They took turns raping me and left me for dead.
I never went back to school. I did go to the police, but they didn’t take me seriously, basically implied I made it up. I was a girl from the trailer park right outside of town, whose parents were both junkies. They were boys from nice families, one of them the son of the mayor, with squeaky clean reputations.
The police decided that it was clear I was out to make a buck off them. I was seventeen and had no one in my corner. My parents ended up throwing me out when they paid them off to do so.
I had fifty dollars to my name and a small bag of clothes. Getting a job in a strip club was the only logical solution. The easiest one, too. It was two towns over but still too close to home. Once I saved enough, I left and ended up in the Austin area. By now, I had enough experience in dancing. I looked for a club that was more upscale than the one at which I got my stripping career started.
It's been four years, and not much has changed. Stripping is the easiest money I’ll ever make, considering I don’t even have a high school diploma, let alone any higher education.
After catching a money segment on TV one night, I was able to find a financial advisor who was not judgmental. He still takes care of everything for me. I make the money, he takes care of investing it for me and gets his cut. Hopefully, by the time I’m too old to strip anymore, I’ll have enough of a cushion where I won’t have to worry about finances.
“Ruby,” one of the girls calls out to me. “Someone’s here for you.”
I fight the urge to roll my eyes at hearing that. I do a lot of private shows since that brings even a lot more cash than just stripping. Lately, I’ve had some bikers who’ve been eager to pay for my services.
They have a different agenda. Their ultimate goal is to make me get them some information from their rival club. They also have a member who comes here once in a while. Bricks and Snake, who are from the local club, have been telling another stripper here, Lala, that the Savages MC kidnap children and sell them as sex slaves.
