Unwanted Gratitude

She smiled slightly with her attractive face. “We met four years ago in the capital. At that time, it was in Ms. Adler's nightclub. You and Mr. Thorne saved me.”

Four years was a long time ago, so I could hardly recall that memory. “What's your name?” I asked.

“Nadine Holt.” She introduced herself. “I was still in college four years ago. Mr. Thorne introduced me to the Bradley Credit to work for M