“She couldn’t take anyone else’s word for such a serious allegation. He might avoid owning up to his feelings completely, but she didn’t think he’d ever lied to her. Abby hoped he wouldn’t start doing so now. The idea of waiting for him to come home was too much torture, so she decided to go to his club instead. She had spent several hours locked in her private pity party, trying to sort out the truth, and it was now dusk as she left the apartment to walk to the cab she had called. After her... brush with the FBI agent earlier, she didn’t want to risk hanging around outside the boundaries of the security fence while awaiting the bus. Nor did she want to travel conspicuously in one of the town cars driven by the company Luka kept on retainer. A cab was nondescript and felt safe. A few moments later, the cab drew up outside of the club that Luka owned with his brothers, appropriately enough called Triple Threat, which usually made her smile, but she didn’t have that in her this evening.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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