Drake stepped into the room. “I didn’t want to see you waiting here all night, but your young friend took ill. That second drink of his put him over the top I think.” Or perhaps it was pain he’d been in, Drake thought to himself with a perverse sense of amusement. “I thought I should come warn you he left the hotel.”
“Great,” she turned away from him and stepped into the room, blowing out one of many candles as she walked past it. Now what would she do? She considered calling the escort service she’d used once before but paying for her s*x never seemed right when she knew she could simply step into the street and get what she wanted. She moved to the balcony, opened it up, and looked down to the street below. It would be so easy to just pick any one man off the street and have him come to
