Chapter 88

“Welcome to Lizzie’s, sister.”

The Mox enforcer with her hair tied in a bun shifted the baseball bat on her shoulder and stepped aside to let her through.

Sasha blew a bubble with her gum, a small handbag slung over her shoulder, and made her way inside without obstruction. She waved to the Mox girls along the way and even greeted one of the dolls waiting for clients near the entrance, earning another round of praise.