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“Jesusfuck!”
Veronica flinched when I raised my voice, and I swallowed down the urge to scream and yell out all my frustrations.
“Are you okay? Any other injuries beside the shiner and the busted lip?” Fuck, she wasn’t going to be able to work for a while—not until she healed. Men didn’t find bruises pretty.
“Fine, physically.”
“What did they take? Did you get a good look at them?”
“My bag was stolen. I tried to snatch it back, and my phone fell out. I grabbed that and dialed 911. They were long gone by the time the cops got to me.”
“Was your swipe card in there?”
She bobbed her head. “Yeah, and all the tips I made last night.”
Fuck. “How much did you make?” I asked, reaching into my wallet.
She looked at me with wide eyes. “You don’t have to do that, Mr. Rivera.”
“Don’t fucking argue with me, Veronica. How much did you make?”
She bit her bottom lip and winced. “About three hundred.”
I pulled five hundred-dollar bills and handed them to her.
“This is too much, Mr. Rivera.”
“The extra is to get yourself some makeup or some shit to cover that black eye. I can’t have you working here with a split lip, though. You’ll have to take some time off to heal. I’ll pay you even though you aren’t coming in.”
“Seriously?”
I nodded. “I look after my Dolls, Veronica.”
She stared for a minute, then walked over to me, dropping to her knees and reaching for my belt.
I caught her hands, stopping her. “What are you doing?”
“Thanking you.”
Fuck, some of these women were messed-up. Or maybe it was me who was messed-up. Before Wren, I would’ve sat back and enjoyed the perks of my work, but not now. I’d lost count of the number of women who had thrown themselves at my feet and sucked my cock because they thought this was what I needed to see to ensure their gratitude.
Helping Veronica to stand, I turned her around and shoved her gently toward the door. “You can thank me by getting back here as soon as you can. Call Dagger if you need anything.”
The look of absolute shock on her face irritated me. After a moment, she slipped out the door. I turned to watch her leave, seeing some of the other Dolls hugging her or squeezing her hand in encouragement.
“What was that about?” Dagger asked.
“She got mugged last night.” I turned to face him. “Her swipe card was stolen along with her tip money.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah.” Running a hand through my hair, I blew out a breath. “I need you to fucking find out who accessed that room, Dagger.” We didn’t have surveillance cameras inside the club for obvious reasons, so that only left the half-dozen external cameras around the club. “Go through the footage. And when you find out who fucked me over, I’m going to fuck them over.”
“Yes, boss.”
With Dagger gone, I sat down again and rested my head back against the headrest of my chair. Why couldn’t things go fucking smoothly? At least I had Wren. Everything was right with her. Picking up my phone, I went to dial her number, then remembered she’d lost her phone in the fire. I dialed Dagger’s number.
“Yes, boss.”
