CHAPTER 32

Kingston leered at her and let his heated gaze roam her body from her head to her toes until Romaine shivered.

“Yeah, baby, they do… with good reason. Come on.”

There were several men in perfectly tailored suits sitting in a booth towards the end of the balcony. Ladies with long, flowing blonde hair surrounded them, and Kingston and Romaine paused and walked to the railing as if they were watching the crowd.

A man passed by and asked for their passes. Romaine showed them while Kingston asked Iker if he had anything yet.

“There’s a man up there… It's supposed to be one of the suppliers,” Iker answered. “The bartender said he’s here every Tuesday and Thursday nights, sits at the end booth.”

“What’s his description?”

“Buzzed head, tattoo on his neck, and has a fetish for… feathers.”

Kingston raised an eyebrow, and Romaine laughed.

“Feathers? Seriously?”

She leaned back with Kingston, and when he saw the man in the center of the booth, two