The club pulsed with sound, heavy bass reverberating through the floor, lights strobing in sharp, disorienting flashes. Franklin endured it with visible restraint.
Agreeing to let Frederick's woman and her friends join them had been a concession, not a preference, and now he paid the price in noise and chaos.
They had booked the largest VIP booth available, stocked with the most expensive liquor the club could offer. Sienna arrived with her entire entourage in tow, confidence radiating from her as she settled beside Frederick.
Her friends followed suit, their attention immediately sharpening the moment they noticed Jonathan. To them, he looked like opportunity wrapped in a tailored suit.
Jonathan, however, barely registered their presence.
He was focused sharply, intensely
