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I shot to my feet and marched to the exit. Tonia called to me, but I didn’t waste time. I ran. For a quick second, I stopped, taking a deep breath of the cool air from the night. After being inside a crammed, hot club for so long, it felt reinvigorating and helped clear my head.
I searched the street outside the club. Where was Phillip? Was he really on a work call, or had he left?
Shit …
I could wait here and find out what they wanted, or I could go home. All I needed to do was find a taxi to take me home. I would never come to Muévete again.
I walked as fast as I could in my heels, ignoring the perplexed stares I received from people on the street.
Feeling like a criminal running for her life, I reached the corner and cursed. The side street was calm and dark, but I could see som
