Page 37 of Ghost

We discussed a few more of the women on the list and Tank asked a couple more questions. After we finished, I stood and so did he.

“Guess if I’m gonna pretend to run this place, I better check on Perry. He could have the prospects hung up and skinning them.” I laughed at Tank as we walked out of the office and headed back into the main area.

When we turned toward the table area, I heard a woman’s laughter and then saw her as she leaned her hip on the table Dare and Brax sat at. I also noticed my man had an irritated look on his face as she spoke, then ran her hand down his arm, leaning as she did it to where her tank gaped open enough that the men would be able to see down the top to her breasts.

She was poured into a denim skirt that looked as if it would fit Speed’s daughter. Her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail held with a clip and on her feet were flip-flops. I noticed she had a little sweat beaded on her forehead, too.

Skank was my thought as we approached the table.

“Lindy, what are you doing here?” Tank asked as we reached the table.

“Oh, sugar, I left a few things in my locker that I needed. Knew someone would be here to let me in,” she said and stood from her position, then looked me over.

“You usually are at the diner on Mondays. Did you leave Ma shorthanded today?” Tank’s tone of voice on the question had me glancing at him. I got the feeling it wasn’t the first time Lindy had done it.

Instead of answering Tank’s question, she asked him one, “Interviewing a new girl?” Then she turned and looked at Brax without waiting for Tank’s answer. “Let me know when you’re ready to get back in the game, big guy. Standing offer on helping you get over your troubles.”

Brax opened his mouth, but I didn’t give him a chance to get any words out. “Ah, sugar,” I used the same tone as Lindy did when she spoke to Tank. “Big guy doesn’t need what you offered, I already fucked his troubles away.”

Dare turned his head away and coughed, and Brax sat there with his eyes crinkled at the edges while his lips twitched.

“Lindy, if you’d given me a chance to answer you might not have embarrassed yourself. I would have introduced Ghost’s ol’ lady,” Tank said, and when Lindy just stood there, he continued. “Didn’t you need something out of your locker?”

“Yeah, I should grab it, so the rest of my day off isn’t wasted.” Lindy gave me one last look and turned to walk away.

I noticed she had a slight limp as she moved. I frowned as I watched her until she was out of sight.

“Something wrong, baby?” Brax asked, and I looked back at him.

“Black Hawk okay with their girls using?” I asked, and all three men frowned at me.

“Fuck no, had a problem a few years back with drugs running through, but that was cleaned up. That is when Sami started managing the place,” Tank answered, but still frowned at me.

“Luna, what would make you ask that?” Brax asked.

“Well, I would bet money that Lindy is using. She had several signs. Sweating while the room has a chill to it. Her hands shook a little. I’d say she is coming down and left her stash in her locker.”

“Tank, you better call Crusher,” Dare said, and Tank nodded and pulled his phone out.

“Damn, Luna, I didn’t even notice that shit when she was standing right in front of me,” Brax said, and I couldn’t stop myself from at least giving him some attitude.

“Probably because you had a set of big breasts in front of your face,” I said without any trace of humor.

“Bullshit, and for the record, I wouldn’t have touched that even if I was told it was lined with gold and wishes were granted when you entered it,” Brax said. I was unable to hold my stern look with his expression of disgust.

“Sweetie, I always knew you had good taste,” I said and moved to give him a kiss.

“Prez and VP are on their way with Speed. This is going to get ugly. Unless she has some shit on her or in that locker of hers, she’ll bitch and deny it. We’ve not been diligent with the drug testing other than when a new girl is hired. Shit, that isn’t going to go over well either,” Tank said.

“Hard for strippers to hide shooting up, which I’d say she is. Needle marks would be visible. There is only so much you can cover with make-up. So I would look between her toes.”

“Come on, Luna, I heard that shit hurts like a bitch. And you have to be spot on with the needle,” Brax said.

“When she walked in, she had a limp and Ghost and I asked about it. She said she twisted her foot last night dancing,” Dare said.

“Uh huh, yet no bruising on her ankle on foot. Bet there is some between those toes of hers. And she’s been in the back a while already. Not thinking you are going to have a problem finding anything.”

“Well, we are going to find out soon enough,” Tank said and looked toward the door. I glanced over as Crusher, Jag, and Speed walked in.

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