Susan shoved through the doors of Petruccio’s, nearly
knocking Donni down in the process as the door swung wide open. Her
eyes blazed with some sort of fever as her long legs strode into the
club.

“Susan! You’re all right! You’re not” Donni stammered, confused
momentarily, which was sometimes much too easy a task. Susan made a
mental note to rectify that problem soon.

“Of course, I am! Why wouldn’t I be?” Susan snapped heatedly, her body tense as she swung back around to face the bouncer.

“She said you I mean.” Donni stammered, searching the room with dark eyes.

“Who? What did she say?” Susan demanded with anger, she stepped up to Donni, forcing her presence on the bouncer.

“She said you’d been in an accident. That you’d been badly hurt!” Donni informed her.

“Who said that?” Susan seethed. Someone was playing a game, and she was none too happy about it.

“I don’t know. She didn’t give her name.” Donni answered, looking down
at the floor for salvation. Susan grabbed Donni’s chin, setting her jaw
and making the bouncer talk.

“What did she look like?” Susan demanded, expecting to get a description of Lara with her dark auburn hair and ice chip eyes.

“Tall, blonde, an older woman, fancy clothes, kinda stuck up, if you
know what I mean.” Donni dropped her eyes. Susan growled from deep in
her throat.

“Francesca! That *****!” Susan fumed. “I’m going to my office. Don’t disturb us.”

“Um, Susan?” Donni called to Susan’s back. “Jenny’s not there.”

“WHAT?” Susan practically screamed as she spun around. “What do you
mean? Where did she go?” Susan demanded again, patrons casting her
looks and she didn’t care, Jenny was hers!

“That womanthe one who said you were hurtJenny left with her. She
said she’d take her to you.” Donni informed her and Susan bit down on
her own tongue, drawing blood.

“*****!” Susan paced back and forth, running fingers through her auburn
hair, trying to envision what Francesca was up to. And what to do about
it. “All right!” she decided, “If Francesca comes back, I want her
cuffed and locked up. You know which room!”

Donni nodded her head, not sure she could muscle the woman, but would try her best.

“Call me on my cell if she shows up here.” Susan asked, a bit of emotion besides anger in her voice.