More Than A Mistress

When Cleo wanted to leave, Vaughn blocked the exit and locked the door. “Just stay here for the night. Or else, you might not be as lucky the next time you meet a bunch of hoodlums.”

Recalling Red Mohawk, Cleo asked Vaughn, “Where did the few of them go? The police station?”

Vaughn replied with a tone devoid of emotion, “They’re dead.”

Cleo thought Vaughn was kidding. “It’s not funny at all. Why w