Katherine tossed money at the cab driver before sliding out. Straightening her cocktail dress, she pulled it down from where it rode up while she sat in the taxi. Satisfied, she sauntered inside, passed security. They didn’t stop her as she was a familiar figure with this particular crowd.
“Katherine! Here you are!” Frederick greeted. He hugged her, pinching her ass as he usually did. If there was one thing that was always consistent, it was his complete lack of decorum and boundaries. “How are you?”
“Fine,” she smiled before dropping her voice, “where is he?”
“I’m not sure. I lost track of him.”
“Some help you are.”
“Hey, I called you, didn’t I?” Frederick said in mock hurt. “Is there something going on with you two?”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I don’t know. He
