Page 5 of Training His Pet

Dax cut Corbin off with a wave of his hand. “I may not rub elbows with those assholes, but I know how to handle myself. I won’t insult anyone. I’ll figure out a way.”

The tension in Corbin’s neck eased. “I have to get down there.”

“Yeah.” Dax nodded. “I’ll see you later,” he said as Corbin left the office.

He’d let Corbin be the face of the club for so long, he’d become the only recognizable face. Not that Dax cared; he didn’t want the attention. He enjoyed doing his part. Keeping everyone safe. Keeping the club up and running and legit. Not letting his little brother slide them into bed with the slime of the city. That was his job, and he would keep doing it.

“Dax.” Robert wrapped his knuckles on the door frame of the office before stepping in.

“Hey, Robert.” Dax let out a breath. Corbin wasn’t a kid anymore. He was a grown man who could handle himself.

“Quick question on the invite list.” Robert pointed out a name. “Saw her here yesterday. Tried to pay me off to get in. She had no invite and no voucher, but today she’s on the list.”

“Who vouched for her?” Dax asked.

“No one that I know.” Robert raised his eyebrows. “I asked Corbin, but he said he didn’t know the name.”

“And he didn’t care who she might be?”

“He cared about how she looked.”

Dax scoffed. “I thought he wanted to keep this place exclusive.”

“What should I do?”

“Let her in.” Dax waved a hand and went to the desk. “I’ll talk to Caitlyn about the list.” Caitlyn Reynolds worked part time for Dax. A retired detective, she was in charge of compiling the VIP list every night. The club allowed members in without question, and a select few were put on a guest list that could enter without membership. The rest of the population waited in line outside hoping to be granted random entry—that rarely came.

Corbin had insisted it was the fastest way to build the business, and he’d been right. Make something out of reach and everyone wanted to try for it.

Dax grabbed his phone and pocketed it.

“You got it.” Robert gave a curt nod and excused himself from the room.

Dax headed down the back stairwell to the offices on the first floor.

“Hey, Dax. I need you, man. The camera setup in the alley is fucked,” Brenden called to Dax from the security room. Dax would talk to Caitlyn next. First he’d get the security cameras back online.

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