Page 90 of Wolf Roulette

Nope.

No.

My desk chair skated along the ground as I stood.

Saschawouldtalk to me. We’d been through too much to fizzle out like this.

I was breaking intoThe Dens.

In style.

Running upstairs, I grabbed my second sexiest dress. The metallic mini didn’t leave room for underwear. The cowl neck plunged to belly button levels. Thin straps criss-crossed my back in a lattice that would ignite the desire of those who caught sight of me.

I only needed to ignite one man.

Pairing the mini with black heels, I straightened my hair and swept on smoky shadow. Grabbing a clutch, I transferred the contents of my wallet and studied myself in the mirror.

“He will listen to you tonight.” I swivelled to study my butt.

He’d listen, alright.

How are we getting in?Booker asked.

There’s a staff entrance, but Sascha will sense me coming. Hairy will be on the lookout.

We need a diversion.

I covered my outfit with a long black coat that made no sense in summer and dodged around the outside of the manor to reach Ella F undetected. Leaving in this dress didn’t give a great impression.

Diving into Ella F, I drove to town like a madwoman and parked at the petrol station again.

I couldn’t get too close or he’d spook.

Scanning the busy street, I spotted a group of local teens near the riverside. They reeked faintly of alcohol.

Perfect.

I walked over. “Having a good night?”

They looked at me warily.

A girl in her late teens shrugged. “Yeah. What’s it to you?”

“I need someone to cause a distraction so I can get into The Dens.” Teens could smell a lie from a mile away. Best to be honest.

“Why do you need to sneak in?” a younger boy asked.

“There’s a guy in there I want to see. He’s the owner. He’s angry at me and the bouncer won’t let me in.”

The girl’s brow shot up. “What’d you do?”

I leaned against the railing. “He thinks I chose my family over him. He’s hurt. But I only did it for him.”

“Messed up,” she answered.

Yep.

The boy exchanged long glances with the group. “Is there money in it?”

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