Shelley Anne and Mindy doing Jump.
“You”—I pointed at Stacey—“out. And not a word.”
Stacey nodded and ran out of the room.
“Now”—I faced Shelley Anne, who was visibly shrinking inch by inch every second that passed under my glare—“here’s the deal.” I softened my voice. “If you’re helpful to me, I’ll be helpful to you. Tell me what I need to know, and I’ll help you keep your job. If not…”
She pressed her bare legs together. “Anything, please. Anything. What is it?”
“You were with Mindy at the clubhouse at the Full Moon Howl party last night?”
“Right.”
“And you and Mindy had sex with Jump?”
“Yeah.”
“Where did you have sex?”
“It started in his office, but then Mindy had this idea for all of us to get on that big, long table so that he could—”
“So, it was Mindy’s idea to move your private party into the meeting room?” I asked and glanced at Nina. Her eyes widened at me.
“Yeah, he unlocked the doors and then locked them behind us. And we…you know.”
“Were you and Mindy both working him at the same time, or you took turns?”
“What? I mean, why do you—”
“Ticktock, ticktock,” said Nina.
Shelley Anne bit her lip. “Okay, at first, all three of us were going at it together on the table and stuff. You wanna know what exactly we were doing?”
I made a face as if a bad smell had seeped into the room. “Not really, but I need to, so yeah, keep going.”
“Then, Mindy decided I should get on all fours on the table, so Jump could fuck me from behind.”
“Mindy decided?” said Nina.
“Yeah, and she covered my eyes with a scarf she’d had on. Then she put the bandanna Jump had been wearing on his head, over his eyes. He got pissed at first, but then he liked it.” Shelley Anne shrugged her shoulders. “He laughed.”
“So, Jump was fucking you blind?”
“Yeah. You know, I read about that in a book once. It really enhances—”
“Right. So, what was Mindy doing when you were getting it up the ass?” asked Nina.
“Oh, no. Later, he did my ass. Then, he was—”
“Shelley Anne,” I said, letting out a sigh. “What was Mindy doing while you were getting it, doggy style?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” asked Nina.
“At first, she was playing with me—you know, with my tits, and—”
“And then she wasn’t?” I said.
“Yeah. I figured she was tea-bagging Jump or something.”
“Oh, the visuals,” murmured Nina.
“Anyway, she’d blindfolded me, so I’m not sure. I was coming so hard. Seriously, Jump’s awesome, you guys.”
Nina bit her lip, tamping down her laughter. I shot her a look and focused on Shelley Anne once more.
“When you were done and you took the scarf off, where was Mindy?” I asked.
“She was kissing Jump, and then they started doing stuff together.”
I toed one of my flip-flops. “By the way, did you guys have your handbags with you?”
“Not me. I hate taking a handbag to parties. I had my money and ID and my phone in my pockets. Mindy had my keys though. She always carries this big Coach bag.”
“Oh, I like Coach bags,” said Nina, grinning like an overzealous infomercial hostess.
Shelley Anne’s eyes lit up. “Me, too! I love them. They’re amazing, right?”
“Did Mindy have her Coach bag with her in the meeting room when you guys were in there with Jump?” I asked.
“Of course she did. You can’t go leaving your shit around at a biker party, right?”
“Oh, absolutely,” I replied.
“Truth,” murmured Nina.
Mindy, Mindy, Mindy.
“Okay, we’re done here. Remember, Shelley Anne, you don’t say a word about our conversation to anyone, especially not Mindy, or I promise you, you’ll be history. And we will find out if you’ve opened your trap. We always do.”
The color drained from Shelley Anne’s thin face. “No, I won’t. I promise. I swear.”
“For future reference,” I said, “Jump’s wife comes here to Danielle’s all the time, and she’s a very respected citizen of this small town of ours. Trust me when I say, you do not want her to find out about you and her old man.”
Nina shook her head. “Damn, if she found out…” The unmentionable hung in the air.
I glanced at Nina, exhaling heavily. “I know, right?”
Shelley Anne’s eyes widened, her mouth falling open, her face reddening.
Nina and I moved to leave the therapy room, but I had one more thing I needed to say to Miss Shelley Anne.
I turned and faced her once again. “Just so you know, your BFF, Mindy lied to you. You missed out big time.” I winked at her. “My old man is absolutely amazing in the sack. Fucking fantastic.”
NINA AND I HURTLED toward the club in her RAV4, Sy zooming ahead of us.
“We’re going to find that bitch!”
I glanced at her. “We are?”