Chapter 4

Chapter 4 - Zoe

"How about we start with names?" He curled his lips into what I'd bet had dropped plenty of panties. I cocked my eyebrow but his grin just got bigger.

"How about we get outta here, handsome?" I took his wrist and stood up. Throwing a couple bills on the bar I signaled Frank that I was on the clock.

I had to get control of the big guy if I was going to pull tonight off.

I left with my victim in tow and let go to turn to him once we were outside.

"You got a spot, big man?" I asked as I pulled out a cigarette and a lighter from my dime store purse. In one practiced move I had my cancer stick lit. I loved the feel of the smoke blackening my lungs.

"I do, but the question is do you trust me?" With that he held his hand out to me in a silent question.

I looked between those whiskey eyes and those large hands just waiting. Something clicked in the back of my brain but I was too fuzzy from drugs and alcohol for it to make any sense.

With my senses dulled I put my hand in his and prayed to Freja that she'd watch over me tonight.