“Just look hot and do whatever you can to motive your team.”
Oh no.“By like…having sex with them?”
Frankie shrugged. “You can certainly do that if you want. But I’d probably advise against it. One girl tried that last month and her team lost horribly. All the guys were exhausted after their pre-game gangbang.”
I gulped. “But I don’thave todo that, do I?”
“Nope.”
“And I don’t have to do anything else weird either?”
Frankie shook her head.
Thank God.I’d eaten too many eggs to participate in an orgy. Just the thought made my stomach churn. Which reminded me of Incident #4. And Dr. Lyons face when I’d regurgitated my dinner all over him.Never again.Why had I just eaten so much?
“Here, put this on and we can start your makeup.” She tossed me a lacy red robe and pulled out a chair by the vanity.
While she did my hair and makeup, I couldn’t help but be taken back to the good old days when Rosalie and I would stay up late doing each other’s hair. Or really…Rosalie would stay up late doing my hair. She could always do the coolest braids.
And if I was a good enough detective this weekend, maybe I could experience that again. What better place to start than by interrogating Frankie? Afterall…her real estate roleplay seemed to be a part of the initiation process for female members. With any luck, she would have gone through that same song and dance with Rosalie.
“How long have you been doing this?” I asked.
“Oh geez…pretty much as long as I can remember.”
“Huh? You’ve been in the Society as long as you can remember?”
She laughed. “Oh, I thought you meant makeup. I’ve only been in the Society for two years. Or I guess two and a half now. It’s crazy how time flies.”
Damn.So she didn’t know Rosalie. But it did at least give me some information. It meant that Frankie wasn’t the killer. Or kidnapper. Or whatever the crime had been. So maybe she could help.
“It seems like no one has been a member for much longer than a year or two,” I said.
Frankie nodded. “Yeah, there are a few long-time members like Ryder, but most find love and settle down.”
For real?Tanner always told me that the Society was about finding love, but I never really believed him. That wasn’t what was important here, though. “Do you know any other long-timers?”
“Hmm…do you know Sebastian?”
I shook my head.
“What about Callum?”
“Nope.”
That continued for a while. She’d say a name, and then I’d shake my head and try desperately to commit the name to memory. Eventually it seemed like she had exhausted her list, but then she snapped her fingers.
“I can’t believe I forgot! Angel and Diablo are long-timers. Surely you haven’t forgotten them,” she said with a saucy wiggle of her eyebrows.
“I certainly have not.” I would never forget the image of the two brothers standing there completely naked in that bathroom. Or the way they’d flirted with me in the green room. Or how I’d touched both their cocks while trying to make Tanner jealous. And I’d dreamed of so much more. Usually I’d picture what would have happened if I’d let them double-team me in the shower when we first met. I pressed my legs together. “Do you know how long they’ve been members?”
Frankie pushed her mouth to one side. “Five years? Six Years?”
Six years!That meant they might have known Rosalie.Finally, a clue!
Frankie got back to work on my hair and makeup. Thirty minutes later, I looked hot as hell.
Frankie had given me eye makeup straight out of an episode of Euphoria. And she’d pulled my black hair into a high ponytail. The best part was the outfit, though. My red t-shirt had the same Emerald Oasis logo that had been on Cole’s shirt, but it was super tight and tied on the side to leave my midriff exposed. And my high-waisted booty shorts made my waist look impossibly small and my butt impossibly big. Usually I would have been horrified to have a little butt cheek hanging out the bottom, but in this case, it worked. Besides, what happened at summer camp stayed at summer camp. And it was certainly better than the minuscule bikini Tanner had packed for me.I wonder what he’s up to this morning…
