Chapter 12

I inserted my hand into the small hole of the booth, then my arm, reaching to someone. "There's somebody there," I grunted. "She'd been following me for days. First on the taxi. Second time on the spa." She was messing with the wrong person. Lulu's arms circled my waist, pulling me backward. She mumbled about security. Forget that. Only a glass separated me from the mysterious person. I reached deeper. "I'll have you fired if you don't show me your face," I warned. "You think I'm joking?...