7
“I’m in charge now.” It had been two weeks since Suro had issued that ominous edict, and Lacey was still confused as all get out.
After he more or less threatened her with God knows what, she’d picked Ben up, and given Suro, Dexter, and Spidey a tour of the club, introducing them to their day shift dancers and bartenders, explaining the club’s hours, pointing them to the books, and then guiding them upstairs to the two floors of one-bedroom apartments they now also owned.
Dexter asked a few questions throughout the tour but Suro remained silent. Neither of them, she could see, were big talkers, but Suro made his partner seem like Chatty Cathy in comparison.
“Let me get this straight,” Dexter said at the end of the tour. “You manage the club from eleven in the morning to eight at nigh
