She wasn’t surprised it was so empty. It might be a weekend, but it was also after three in the morning. Technically, the place was supposed to be closed, but there were still a few diehard partiers hanging around, and the guy who ran the place—Kincaid—certainly wasn’t going to kick anyone out. Not while he was still making money. At least until the cops showed up and made him. That was okay with her. She certainly wasn’t going anywhere. Why go home when she knew there was no way in hell she’d be able to sleep? Hell, after what had happened tonight, she might never sleep again. She’d gotten a call four hours ago from Stacy Ellerby, Rory’s assistant at the jewelry shop, saying Rory had been murdered. Worse, according to someone Stacy knew in the police department, it appeared that Rory had been tortured before he’d been killed. Dreya had refused to believe Rory was dead, even going so far as jumping on her motorcycle and riding over to the jewelry store, then his apartment.
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