Chapter 51

Ninety-sixth on the list and rising with a bullet.

And, yes, poor choice of words on my part, but still.

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I found myself in Jeff’s bed later that night. I told him everything I knew. I told him about Ray. All my cards were on the table, even the two pairs. It felt good to tell him everything. It felt risky to tell him everything, seeing as everyone down at the club possibly had more than one secret hidden behind another one, that possibly all of them were setting me up, potentially had it in for me. And, yes, even him.

“You need to break it off with Ray,” he said.

I grinned. “Jealous much?”

“Much.”

I sighed. “I know. But he saved my life. Plus, now he might be dangerous.” We were naked, side by side, his hand in mine. I turned his way. “Have you ever seen anything suspicious when it comes to Ray, any weird interactions between him and Auntie Bellum or him and Pearl?”

Jeff seemed to think it over before replying. “Just the opposite.”

I squinted his way. “Opposite?”