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She gave him a startled look. “What?”
“I paid for a lap dance, but that was so I could get a few minutes with her. I never let her near me.”
Relief flooded her. But it still didn’t make sense. “What were you questioning her about?”
Regent looked at Victor for a moment. “About her boyfriend.”
“Trip?”
Both men tensed and she glanced between them. “What is it?”
“Trip?” Regent asked.
“Uh-huh. That’s his name. I met him the other night.”
“The other night? When?”
“Um, well, not last weekend, but the weekend before, I guess. They were using my room to hook up. And then, no, wait, I did see him last weekend. He was in the alley when I came out of the club. I was going home. He offered to walk me to the car.”
“Did he ask you where you live? Touch you? Hurt you?” Regent asked.
“No. Nothing like that. Why?” she asked, bewildered.
“Describe him,” Victor ordered.
“I don’t know. Pale. Thin. Dark red hair. I can’t remember much else. Why?” They were scaring her.
“Could be him,” Victor said.
“I was questioning Kimmy about a guy called Patrick McMahon. Remember how I told you about Alice attempting to kill me?”
She nodded, ignoring the look of surprise that Victor sent his brother.
“Well, she was working for him. I ran him out of the city, destroyed everything he had. But he came back a while ago. He was seen at Sexy Sins because he liked a dancer there. And he was working with Carlos, Santé’s uncle.”
“From what the other girls have said, Carlos wasn’t a nice guy.”
“He wasn’t,” Victor said. “Patrick was trying to enlist help to take out Regent, but he wasn’t successful.”
“However, we still haven’t found him,” Regent said. “I wanted to talk to Kimmy to see if she’d seen or heard from him. She said no, but she must have been lying.”
“Do you think Santé knows he’s been at the club?” Victor asked.
“It’s possible. More reason to burn the place to the ground.”
“No! You can’t do that. Think of everyone that works there.”
He stared at her stubbornly.
“I have friends who work there.”
“Like who?” he asked.
“Well, um, there was one bouncer who was nice to me.”
“And who was that?” he drawled dangerously.
Crap.
