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“You can’t be doing shit like that, Monica,” I growled. “Whatever your sister might be caught up in, it’s possible you’ve pulled yourself into it.”
“I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing, Loki. You know the cops don’t give a shit about us. I just want to find my sister.”
I let out a heavy sigh, feeling the weight of the situation. She was right. If you weren’t a part of the elite in this town, the police would not help you. With no one else to rely on, the task of finding her sister fell solely on her and now me.
“Okay, I’ll do some digging. No more investigating.”
She let out a sigh. “But I just can’t sit around and do nothing, Loki. My sister is missing.”
“No more looking into this shit, Monica. I fucking mean it. You have me now. Let me take care of it. Just go about your routine like you normally do.”
She let out another deep sigh. “Okay but you’ll keep me in the loop?”
I nodded. “When I find something out, you’ll be the first to know.”
“Thank you,” she said, smiling. “Is it cool if I take a rain check?”
“Of course,” I said. “Are you done for tonight?”
“One more set. Thank God. They’re a little more handsy than usual tonight.”
“You need me to handle it?”
She laughed. “Nah. They’re just being men,” she said, winking causing me to chuckle.
“Okay, I’ll have one of the prospects follow you home, tonight.”
She climbed off my lap, leaving behind a faint scent of her perfume. “I’d appreciate that.” She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek then took a step back. “Congratulations on your anniversary.”
“Thank you.” I smiled and stood, shamelessly adjusting my cock. “I can’t believe you remembered,” I said, genuinely surprised that she remembered today marked my sobriety anniversary.
“Of course, I did,” she said as I escorted her out the door, and back to the main floor. “It’s a big milestone, Loki. You should be proud of yourself.”
Being proud of staying sober wasn’t something I’d ever be. It was an everyday battle, and I was shocked I hadn’t slipped up yet. God knew, there were days it was all I could think about.
“I’ll make sure I touch base if I find anything out,” I said ignoring her comment and the demons taking over my thoughts. “And remember, no more fucking investigating. Let me take care of it.”
She winked, and we parted ways.
I didn’t know how I was going to find out any information about Lila without alerting the wrong people. If Monica was being followed it was a possibility it was linked to the missing person report she had filed. Which meant someone on the police force was involved and possibly alerted someone.
“Fuck!” I pulled out my phone, as I walked out the front entrance of Conjure, and dialed New York, the Sinners Enforcer.
“Prez?” he answered on the second ring.
“I need a favor.”
He was silent for a minute. “Anything.”
“Get in touch with your cousin.”
“I assume you’re talking about Antonio.”
“I am,” I said, straddling my bike. “Find out if there’s an auction that happens down here about every six months. And if there is, see if he can get us an invitation.”
“What kind of auction?”
“An auction for women and girls.”
