EXT. - THE STARLET LOUNGE - NIGHT
Roxy paced beside the dumpster, hands gripping her little purse close to her chest. She ran one hand over the stubble on her cheek, hating she hadn't had time to go home and shave. The b***h who did her laser treatments missed far too much hair for Roxy's liking.
Why was she thinking about grooming at a time like this?
She peeked around the filthy garbage container, nose wrinkling. The message said to meet here, the implications not lost to her. But this was her only chance to make things right.
The shadow fell over her before she realized she wasn't alone. Immediately, she stumbled back, lips trembling, violet eyes filling with tears as her hands flexed convulsively around the clutch.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. Or Aisling." She tried a sh
