The Private Club 3(24)

My ringing phone interrupted my thoughts.

“Greyson, where the fuck are you?” Brandon’s breathing was odd as he yelled into the phone.

“I’ll be there in a minute. Chill the fuck out. What is it? Is Maria pregnant?” I muttered into the phone and hung up as I rounded the corner to the hallway of the girls’ rooms. I saw the open door and walked in slowly.

“Okay, I’m here. what’s going on?” I strode in, feeling irritated and annoyed. Brandon’s face looked back at me with an ashen expression.

“I’m so sorry, Greyson.” His pupils were dilated, and I followed his gaze to the bed.

My heart stopped for a few seconds as I saw a lifeless Maria lying on the sheets naked. There was blood on her pillow and her body looked like it was blue. I walked over to her quickly, not even conscious of what I was doing. I picked up her wrist and tried to feel for a pulse.

“It’s no use.” Brandon’s voice broke. “She’s dead. Maria is dead.”





Chapter 7

Present Day

Meg





I quickly ran down the hallways. I needed to find David. Even though I didn’t really like him, I knew he would be able to help as an undercover cop. I felt scared. I didn’t really know what to think about anything anymore. It seemed to me that Maria might have been killed because of what she knew about the club. And from the way it was looking, there was a long list of suspects.

What scared me even more than that was the fact that I could be the next Maria or maybe Nancy was the next Maria. I knew from David’s comments and the worry in his eyes earlier that he definitely knew Nancy and that he was concerned about her disappearance as well.

I made my way to the courtyard to see if he was still there, but it was empty. I paused for a second, trying to still my panic and think. Where could David be? What could he be doing? If I were David, I would be looking for Nancy. And if I were an undercover cop, I would be looking for clues. And the first place I would look for clues would be in her room.

I started running again, and this time I tried to think of what I was going to say when I saw him. For some reason, I didn’t want him to know everything I knew. I ran to my room and pushed open the door. I nearly sank to my knees in relief as I saw David standing there.

“Hey.” I watched as he jumped back from my bed. “What are you doing?” I frowned at him.

“I was searching the room to see what happened to Nancy.” He looked at me angrily and I saw him pushing something into his pocket.

“What the fuck, David? Are those my panties?” I walked towards him. “What sort of a sicko are you?”

“Oh, it’s okay for Greyson to have the goods, but not me?” He retorted back at me and I stopped.

“Excuse me?”

“You think I don’t know you’re fucking Greyson every opportunity that you get?” He looked disgusted. “Even in the pool? What a slut you are.”

“It was you in the room?”

“Yes. I came to talk to you. See if you knew anything about Nancy, but you were too busy having fun with the boss.”

“What I do is none of your business.”

“I guess you chose him over me because he has more money.” David reached out to touch me and I flinched.

“Don’t touch me, David.” I glared at him. “And for the record, I would never be with a man like you. Greyson’s money doesn’t mean anything to me.”

“He’d flip if he knew we fucked.” David’s glance grew ominous. “It would be the perfect revenge.”

“Revenge for what?” I swallowed hard and took a step back.

“It wouldn’t just be about revenge. I really do want to fuck you. You’re sexy as hell.”

“Leave me alone, David.”

“When you call out my name, I want you to say Ryan. I want you to scream, ‘Fuck me harder, Ryan!’” David was almost panting, and I looked around the room for an object I could use as a weapon if he tried to assault me.

“Wait, what did you say?” I froze and stared at him for a moment as my brain comprehended what he had just said. “Why do you want me to call you Ryan?” And why did that name sound familiar to me? I didn’t know any Ryans.

“That’s my name.” He shrugged. “My real name.”

“Ryan.” I looked at him again and then it hit me. “Maria’s ex boyfriend wasnamed Ryan.”

It was his turn to freeze then. His eyes grew cold and he surveyed me. “How did you know that?”

“So you did know Nancy then.” I nodded to myself. “Nancy is Maria’s sister and you were her ex-boyfriend.”