Chapter 42

Myra

The club was not packed up but the same smell filled the air; sweat, alcohol and cigarettes. Not to forget sex.

I clear my throat and step further inside, allowing my eyes to scan over the room.

Josh is tall and well built meaning he won't be hard to spot in the crowd.

Cold hands grab my arm. “Come this way.”

I spin around but that was not fast enough to catch the face of the man dragging me towards the stairs.

“Straight ahead, last room.” He orders huskily.

I scoff. ‘Rude of him to handle a woman in such a manner.’

Nevertheless I follow his direction.

Before I could knock the door swings open.

“Josh!”

“Why are you here?”

I stride past him and make myself comfortable.

“Is this where you make the drugs?”

“Why are you here?” He repeats more sternly than before.

“What? I can't come and visit my brother?”

He goes round to his seat and goes back to whatever he was doing.

“You are completely ignoring me.” And I'll be darned if my voice sounded as whiny as I heard it.

He does not reply.