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... gn above the strip club door isn't on. The club was clearly closed, but I burst through the door anyway. Thankfully, the door was unlocked.
My eyes dart wildly, ignoring the staff members' curious glances, my mind focused on one goal: finding my unruly husband.
A middle-aged woman with bottle-blonde hair and hard eyes approaches. "We're not open yet, sweetheart," she says. "Come back in another four hours."
"Where is he?" I demand, my voice sharper than I intend. The woma ...
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