Chapter 77

Yes, we were escorted out of the club by staff and security. As they closed the gate behind us, our proud faces gave way to fear.

“Why did that woman just threaten to kill you?” Jenna asked, trembling.

She wasn’t the only one trembling.

“The worst part is… I don’t know,” I answered, just as shaky as she was.

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The shaking eventually stopped during our silent taxi ride home. It was a trip full of questions, none of which had answers. When we reached Jenna’s apartment, I asked the driver to take me to the source of the problem instead of dropping me off at my place.

Lucius Brown.

That’s why I was standing at the door of his apartment, ringing the bell, waiting for him to answer. The door opened quickly, but it wasn’t him—it was a woman in a uniform, someone who probably worked for him.

“Miss Marianne, please come in. The mister is in the shower,” she informed me.

I walked into the apartment and saw she wasn’t the only one. Two other women were cleaning—one vacuuming under the fu