Page 25 of Sainte
While the whole encounter with Honey was beyond amazing, I noticed some things about the place that didn’t sit well with me. Like first of all, why would that girl Brooke let me in there? This was supposed to be a high-class place, and their receptionist allows a total stranger to go into a room with one of their clients, all for a hundred bucks? And what was it with all those back rooms and doors? When walking through the hallway, some of the things I noticed made it seem like the staff slept here. I really need to talk to Ice. I realize it doesn’t sound like much to be alarmed about, but I have a sixth sense about things, and my head is telling me something is not right about the place.
When I get back to the clubhouse, nobody is around except Rebel. Not that I expected a whole gang here… It’s noon on a Monday. Most of the guys are working at the Silent Fix, and I’m sure Ice is in his office. I know where Honey is—at least I hope I know where she is—and she will be walking in that door any minute. I walk to the bar and grab a beer.
Walking toward Ice’s office, I hear the front door open. I stop and watch as Honey walks in.Good girl.I wink at her, and she turns her head and stomps up the stairs. I laugh as I knock on Ice’s door. I really love to piss her off.
“Come in,” he says.
I’m still laughing as I walk in. “Hey, man.”
“What’s so funny?”
I shake my head. “Nothing, man, just having a little fun with Honey.”
“You got her under control?”
I sit in the chair across from his desk. “For the time being.”
He leans back in his chair. “So what’s up?”
“What can you tell me about the spa, Tranquil Gardens?”
He shrugs. “I don’t know. It’s some type of spa, I guess. Why?”
“Okay, so just hear me out on this. I don’t think this place is a legit place.”
“Okay.”
“Well, I followed Honey to make sure she did indeed have an appointment, and while I was waiting outside for her, I noticed they have odd hours. I mean, correct me if I am wrong, but a day spa is just that; they are open during the day. But this place has daytime hours, opening at ten and closing at six, and then they reopen at ten at night and are open until four in the morning. That was my first red flag.”
“Maybe they cater to a night crowd as well?”
I give him a sideways glance. “Really?”
“Hey, I’m just giving them the benefit of the doubt.” He then asks, “Okay, and your second red flag?”
“I thought I would go in and see if they would let me perform Honey’s massage.”
He raises his eyebrows at me.
“Hey, don’t judge me.”
He laughs.
“Anyway, for a hundred bucks and with little coercion, I got in.”
He leans forward in his chair. “Now you got my attention.”
“My point exactly. If this place was on the up and up, they wouldn’t allow anyone to come in and pay to get into a massage room with a client.”
He places his elbow on the desk and leans his forehead into his hand. “Fuck, just when I think I’m getting us away from this shit, it comes back twofold.”
“Hey, don’t get worried yet. Let me do some digging. I have a hunch, but I am not sure.”
“Okay, keep me updated on this. If it’s what I’m thinking, I don’t want this illegal shit in my town.”
I nod.
“So we need to talk about Marina and Katie. Oh, and Brianne is coming home this week too.”
