Page 25 of The Dragon 1
While Mr. Lollipop Man just watched me run away and had the nerve to appear quite amused.
I shifted my skip to a run, rounded the corner into the lounge and scanned the area for Zo.
My heart boomed in my ears.
Tons of half-naked women gathered around many different men—some balding and wrinkled, others young and decorated in designer suits.
A few glanced my way.
One stuck his tongue out and wagged it in a circular motion.
Another motioned for me to come to his lap.
“Nyomi?” On my right, Zo stepped out of an area that must’ve been a bathroom. I couldn’t think of what else it could be.
“Let’s go,” I hooked my arm around his and towed him along.
“Why? What happened?”
“Hurry.”
“Fuck. What did you do?” Zo’s face turned a shade of red as he picked up his pace. “Did you say something disrespectful?”
“Nope. I didn’t exactly say anything disrespectful.”
We scurried past two huge Black guards.
I glanced over my shoulder. Besides chatting women and groping men, Kenji and his goons weren’t running behind us.
Good.
“If you didn’t say anything disrespectful then why are werunningout of here?” Zo pushed through the double doors.
The cool night air hit my skin.
I still didn’t let out a relieved breath, even as colorful light glittered on the buildings around me and appeared we might be safe.
“I kind of kneed him,” I said.
“What?” Shrieking, Zo targeted me with his gaze. “Kind ofkneed him or kneed him?”
“Kneed him.”
“Fuck!” Zo raced away, holding my hand in a fierce grip and dragging me through the red-light district at a mad man's pace.
And as Zo dragged me into the night, all I could think was—Kenji is not done with me.
Not by a long shot.
Goddamn it.
Chapter four
Marked by the Tiger
Kenji
Maybe I went too far.
