The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 303

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She handed me the key card. The pool closes at ten, and our restaurer zingly women should probably avoid the Crystal Lounge area after dark. It’s only a few blocks awes, but the crowd gets… snpredictable.

I nodded, fighting a smile at the irony. Actually, that’s exactly where I need to for hours

Her perfectly shaped eyebrows rose slightly, but her customer service training kicked in “Of course. Entry your stay with us.

My room overlooked the pool and a slice of the Atlantic beyond it. I unpacked quickly, then sat on the edge of the bed, planning my next move. The back satin dress I’d brought would work for the club, but I needed to check my bandage first.

In the bathroom mirror, I carefully peeled back the gauze to reveal an angry red line across my shoulder. The stitches had held, thankfully, but a fresh brake was blooming around the impact site from the airport collision. I winced as my flagers traced the edge of the wound. My reflection looked pale, eyes tighte too bright–the beginnings of a fever. I cleaned it, applied fresh bandages, and chase a black halter dress that would cover the wound while will fitting the South Beach nightlife aesthetic.

By the time I stepped into Crystal Lounge, it was just after ten, and the place was pulsing with energy. Strube lights flashed across a packed dance floor, and the bass was so deep i could feel it in my chest. Each beat seemed to echo in my wounded shoulder, i made my way to the bar, where a tattoned hartender with a meticulously groomed beard was mixing colorful concoctions.

1 ordered a club soda with lime and slid a hundred dollar bill across the counter with Scarlett’s photo on my phone.

Im looking for this woman. Goes by Scarlett Harper, or maybe just Scarlett? Blonde, about five–seven? My voice carried a tension I couldn’t quite mask.

He glanced at the photo, then pocketed the bill without a second look. “Yeah, thats White Rose. Usually here Thursday through Sunday, always with the same older guy. They take the corner VIP section. He nodded toward a roped–off area on a raised platform.

“White Rose? The nickname made my skin crawl.

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That’s what they call her. Always wears white, acts all innocent. He snorted. Nothing innocent about that one.”

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A familiar surge of anger rose in my chest–the same burning resentment that flared whenever I thought about Scarlett’s calculated betrayals. “Is she here tonight?” I asked, my knuckles whitening around my glass.

Nah, haven’t seen her since last weekend. Word is they went down to Key West for a few days.” He slid my drink across the bar. “You a friend of hers?”

Family, I said, the word tasting bitter on my tongue.

As I took my drink and turned to scan the club more thoroughly, I froze. The sunglasses man from the airport was leaning against a pillar near the entrance, his dark glasses now replaced with regular frames, but the face unmistakable. His gaze locked with mine, and a chill ran through me despite the club’s heat.

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