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strutting across the stage. Being able to see it in his mind didn’t make it any easier for him to wrap his head around.
    “You were a stripper, like, an actual stripper?”
    “I was, just topless, though, no full nude stuff. I was a stripper when we met, and for the first year we were together. There’s good money in it and if you are lucky enough to find a safe place it’s not a horrible way to make a living,” Abigail replied.
    “How old were you when he met you?” Scott was still kind of shocked but also intrigued.
    “I was eighteen when I started stripping, and when he stumbled into my life. Stop picturing me naked and focus on the task at hand,” she teased.
    “I wasn’t.” He had been, but he needed to stop. This girl was dangerous. She was using him to get back at her ex-boyfriend, who she still wanted back after she got him arrested. That was the definition of a dangerous girl. He had done some research on her before they went on this little mission and was waiting for the right time to spring it on her.
    They pulled into the Lucky Leopard, which, from the outside, didn’t look like anything more than a normal bar, until you noticed the classy leopard print sign on the outside and the neon nudie moving sign beside it. They walked in without any bouncer stopping them and took in the place. There were red booths everywhere with a bar to the right and a stage complete with two poles in the center.
     
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    In the back, Abigail noticed a door with leopard print curtains hanging on it. They needed to get behind those curtains. She would have to get a private dance with the girl Benton was secretly seeing, and then she could try to get the information. Hopefully bringing a grand in cash would be enough to get the information she needed.
    “Now what?” Scott was watching one of the dancers who had just come out on stage. She hadn’t taken off her clothes yet, so he wasn’t all the way distracted.
    “Now we find whoever Benton has told all his secrets to.” Abigail was moving toward the bar as Scott kept his eyes on the stage and tried not to bump into the tables.
    “We find her and then what?”
    “Then we get a lap dance.” She smiled. They were the only patrons in the place besides two guys sitting in front of the strippers, so it wasn’t difficult to get there.
    “We get a lap dance?” He was obviously not following along.
    She laughed and asked the bartender for two rum and cokes.
    “What do you ask for when you want a private dance from one of the strippers?” she asked one of the guys sitting around. The guy was large, and she would almost bet he doubled as the bouncer on busy nights.
    “You say you want to see the leopard’s spot.”
    “Really?” She thought the phrase would be a lot sexier.
    The bartender nodded, rolling his eyes.
    “Okay, then the leopard’s spot it is. Now we just have to find our girl.”
    They each took a seat on a bar stool and turned toward the stage. The girl putting on a show was a redhead with smaller breasts. She wouldn’t be Benton’s type.  After a raunchy show to Whitesnake, the redhead was off the stage to make way for a brunette. This one wouldn’t be his type either. She could enjoy her drink. Scott watched Abigail with interest while he sipped on his drink. Every once in a while, he would glance over at her and stare for a minute. She was sure no girl had ever made him take her to a strip club. Oh well, he’d probably never met a woman like her before. She was about to ask the bartender what other types of strippers worked there when the Bunny Hop song came on and a Playboy Bunny lookalike came hopping out onto the stage. She had bleached blond hair and huge boobs—she was their girl.
    She squeezed Scott’s arm. “That’s our girl.”
    His eyes widened as he practically drooled over her. She felt a little twinge of jealousy and wondered where the hell that came from. They were in a strip club. Of course he was going to look, but the