Chapter 19

• ~Foxy~
• It’s my first day back at work since the attack. I have a lot of cuts and bruises and a cracked rib, but at least I’m alive. Jack says I can’t dance until I’m healed up and he’s probably right. Who wants to watch a banged-up stripper? Pity doesn’t sell lap dances.
• It’s a good thing he gave me the cash he owed me, or things would be tight at home for a few weeks. Since the attack, my dad started driving me to work and refused to let me leave the house alone. If Sable has the taste of blood, it’s going to be a while before she calms down, so I didn’t argue. He’s just trying to look out for me.