Barrie let out a knowing chuckle.
“A dancer, huh? Come on, Eric, don’t play dumb.”
Marshall shot Barrie a warning look, and Barrie quickly caught on.
Everyone knew Eric had seemed infatuated with a dancer from Galant, but lately, he hadn’t been seen anywhere near that club. Barrie cleared his throat and rephrased. “You mean that dancer is here?”
“What else would she be up to?” Eric leaned back, his voice tight. “If you’re not the one covering her tab, someone else will. The girls from Galant almost all end up on the same path eventually.”
Eric’s grip tightened on his glass. Hadley had mentioned she was here to meet someone. It couldn’t possibly be business, could it?
That thought alone made something snap inside him.
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