No updates as of yet.
I have eyes on the waiter, though.
Word around town is heâs become a creature of the night, frequenting the underground casinos instead of serving tables.
Iâll keep you posted.
â
Huttonâs message flickered on the screen.
Deep in thought, Rosalynn drummed her manicured fingers on the screen before typing a response.
âLetâs lighten his pockets.
Letâs see how he fares then.
â
A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine.
What would a destitute gambler, who had a piece of compromising information on Eleanor, do? Blackmail seemed his only option.
âIâm on it!â
Huttonâs reply was swift, a testament to his sharpness.
Her fingers flew across the screen again.
âKeep tabs on Eleanor and her assistant.
Stay cautious.
â
Rosalynn had purposely put the scare into Eleanor at the party to keep the woman on edge.
Just like a cornered cat, a threatened Eleanor could make rash decisions.
If the waiter tried to leverage his knowledge against her, she could very well eliminate him to prevent further complications.
âHavenât you finished up in there, honey?â
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Brianâs voice floated through the closed bathroom door, a soft rap echoing in tandem with his words.
The door creaked open slightly.
Quickly stowing away her phone, Rosalynn checked her reflection one last time before striding to the door.
âIâm done.
â
Brianâs gaze roamed over her, concern lining his features.
âYou took a while.
Are you feeling okay?â
Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
âActually, Iâm not.
Could you try being a tad moreâ¦gentle, perhaps?â
Indeed, his âtormentâ at night was becoming too much to bear.
Brianâs response was immediate.
âWhat about taking today off?â
âNo, thank you,â she declined, her voice firm.
She would rather be at work than home, risking further torture.
Brian raised an eyebrow, his arms snaking around her waist.
A smirk played on his lips as he reassured her, âI promise I wonât lay a finger on you.
â