Chapter 22: The Smell of Smoke

Half an hour later, Ryan Looske finally went limp on top of Brooke Casson. He slumped against the back seat, lit a cigarette, and after a few slow drags said, "You're really something. Be my mistress from now on. I'll treat you well." Brooke wiped herself off with a tissue, got dressed, and said, "Mr. Looske, I think you're mistaken. I didn't come here to be your mistress." "I know. If it weren't for Rodrigo Shirvinton, you wouldn't have slept with me." He grinned, sly and mean. "So, does that...