CHAPTER 6
VICTORIA
Victoria giggled as Tracy crept out of the ladies’ room, minutes after Francis. Tracy must have thought of her and everyone else in the room as stupid. Who wouldn't notice that the ladies’ room was being guarded by two giant Sicilians? Francis must have enlisted Luca for his mission.
Tracy fumbled with her outfit a few times as she walked over to the table where Victoria sat. “Hey,” she said when she reached the table.
She was overly upbeat, which made Victoria laugh out loud.
“Hey?” Victoria asked, still laughing.
“What?” Tracy asked, feigning ignorance.
“Slut, I saw Francis come out of the bathroom. Quit tryin’ to play dumb. You fucked him!”
The look on Tracy’s face almost made Victoria pass out from laughter. Tracy looked around to see if anyone else heard Victoria’s accusation.
“Shut up, bitch!” she cursed in a hushed tone.
“Oh no, Chica, I’m telling Tasha and Tammy,” Victoria said through laughter.
Tracy rolled her eyes. “I hate you.”
“Mm hm. How was it?”
Tracy’s eyes narrowed, and Victoria wondered if she would answer. But she leaned in and whispered, “It was fucking life altering,”
Victoria’s eyes went buck. “Whaaaat?! I knew it! I’ve always imagined that Francis would be a good lay.”
“You’ve been imagining Francis in bed, tramp?”
Tracy’s hostility was cute. Her possessiveness of Francis was peeking out.
“I’m not the only one who’s pictured that fine ass man in bed. Ask Tasha. And don't judge me, you whore. I’m not the one who just got fucked in a toilet.”
Tracy’s head fell in her hands, but she was laughing.
“I got rodded out in the toilet,” she admitted through laughter. “I’m a super-whore.”
“Yes, Tracy, you are,” Victoria teased with no sympathy for Tracy’s embarrassment.
Victoria was fully enjoying herself at Tracy’s expense until she looked up and saw a school of cops walking in her direction. She knew immediately why they were there.
“What?” Tracy asked, noticing Victoria’s change in mood.
Victoria didn't answer. She stood up, knowing that they had come for her. Surely, Katlin had filed a complaint. Tracy turned and followed Victoria’s line of sight.
“Vic, what’s going on?”
“I’m about to be arrested.”
“What?! What did you do?”
Victoria ignored Tracy’s question and looked around the room for Jack. She didn't see him.
“Victoria Storm?” One of the officers asked as he approached.
“Yes, that’s me.”
