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At the Nightlight Club.

Kristin’s shift was wrapping up, and she was getting ready to clock out.

James shot her a text, telling her to hang tight at the club.

“Kris, Mr. Bryce will be entertaining some guests here in a bit. Do us a solid and talk us up, will you?” The manager came over with a grin.

Kristin had a tendency towards social anxiety, the kind that made her dodge and deflect when around people.

But the manager didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she was on her like bees on honey.

“Who’s Kristin?” Outside, a posse of bodyguards in black escorted a woman in.

She was rocking shades, teetering on high heels, squeezed into a tight leather skirt. Topped off with a Chanel jacket, she looked like a frozen beauty in the chilly weather.

It wasn’t until the woman took off her sunglasses and the bodyguards cleared the area that the manager realized who she was.

Linda!

The manager had a bad feeling.

“Are you Kristin?” Linda approached Yara and popped the question.

Yara was shaking her head like it was on a swivel, scared out of her wits.

Linda sized everyone up, then turned to the manager. “Bring Kristin to me.”

Clearly, she didn’t think the current Kristin was Mr. Bryce’s type.

Kristin was tucked away in a corner, almost burying her head in the dust, her shoulders hunched habitually, too scared to stand straight.

Years in prison had left her scared stiff, so she kept her shoulders hunched as a way of self–defense.

The manager sneaked a nervous glance at Kristin. They were still in the dark about the whole Mr. Bryce and Linda situation.

Mr. Bryce might just be having a fling with Kristin, but Linda had been with him for three years.

When it came down to it, Linda and Mr. Bryce probably had a deeper connection.

“Are you deaf? Who’s Kristin?” Linda asked, her patience wearing thin.

Weighing the pros and cons, the manager reluctantly pointed to Kristin in the corner. “That’s her. You looking for her or something?”

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closer look. “You’re Kristin?” The shock and disbelief were written all over her face as she continued, “Is Mr.

blind?”

stayed mum, taking a step back and

Kristin was all meek playing

she’s Kristin? The same one James personally delivers

manager nodded

good look at Kristin. “You and James… had a bang? He’s not into your type, you know.”

bowed as if trying to bury herself.

see some angelic beauty. It turns out he’s just tired of caviar and craving some plain old

steal my man?” Linda gave Kristin

backward and fell to the ground.

Linda was stunned.

hadn’t even touched her, why wasn’t Kristin

stepped forward

reflexively curled up, her body going into lockdown

aback

bodyguard frowned and stepped

hard look at Kristin, and then

over. “Kristin’s a bit

a distress signal from Yara, charged down from upstairs to shield Kristin. “Miss Linda, please, don’t make this hard for her. She’s got a severe depression. If something happens to her because of

wasn’t entirely sure of herself, but she had to play the

“Is this the type James is into these days?”

front of Kristin. “Mr. Bryce doesn’t like trouble. Don’t

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You know the

to see who’s trying to snatch my man, that’s all.”

out she was a

pale as a ghost, not out of fear of Linda, but Linda’s

bodyguards. If Garner hadn’t arrived just in time, they would

if more than two men got close. She’d have trouble breathing, her body would shake, and she wouldn’t be able to utter a

outside the cabinet, whispering comfort.

had put her through dozens of CT treatments. Each time she came back, Kristin was like a soulless corpse, her eyes hollow,

Harriet didn’t know what CT treatment

that she looked

electroconvulsive therapy, basically zapping people numb to dull the pain temporarily and

or not, Kristin became more and more numb. She turned silent and lost her speech. At her

basic self–care.

easily confused, and often

the guards bullied

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