But she had been a coward to keep her silence this long. "Frank was invited to a party." She knew her body had tensed, remembering, but she needed to tell Grady before she lost her nerve. "We'd been invited to what was supposed to be a friendly poker game held in Teddy James' rooms above the Golden Eagle Saloon. He said Alan Michaels was entertaining bankers from Philadelphia, and it would be easy money for Frank to pick up." It had been friendly all right. She shuddered. "I was supposed to be the entertainment." Grady looked blank, and then his face darkened before cold settled across his features. She looked away, but continued. When Frank escorted her through the door, Alan Michaels had greeted them, slapping Frank on the back before he reached for Julie and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them until it hurt. "Look what I have for you fellows." He'd spun her into the room and made no pretense that she was anything other than part of the night's fun.
