Cat will keep any incriminating evidence she has in a place someone wouldn’t think to look. Where else than in the most obvious of places, her safe in the office.
She opens the door to the safe, showing Christa how to get in. Christa types in the security code for her new safe, put her gun in, and shuts the safe. Watching it lock.
“There, all set.” Cat smiles. “Anything else that we don’t want people to find we keep in here.” She winks at Christa, and she notices Cat’s safe has the same locking system.
Leaving Cat’s office, she walks to the VIP section to start her night in the club. It’s been a week since the lunch, and Witch has still not found anything to clear Ethan.
“Milady,” Bastian takes her hand, helping her down the stairs.
“Oh, you suck up!” Oliver jokes and Christa can’t h
