#Chapter 57 – Tension

Christian just waves his hand. “The girl is a nobody,” he says, his voice calm – even bored. “Just a stripper – that computer wiz, he had money for a minute. And expensive tastes, if you know what I mean.” A little chuckle goes around the table as I straighten and start to walk away, going slower than I perhaps normally would but not slow enough for anyone to notice, not really. “She couldn’t have just known nothing,” the old man protests, even as he laughs. “I mean, I know those pretty girls don’t have a thought in their head, but…” “Trust me,” Christian sighs, waving a hand like he’s ready to move on from it, “she’s nobody. Moved on to greener pastures now, living off of some other man’s dime. A dead end.” My face burns even as I walk away, though with my face turned away I hope – desperately – that nobody notices. Because even if Christian is wrong about the fact that I was living on Steven’s dime to begin with – even if Steven had money at one point, he never spent any of it on