The door shut behind me. My breath came in gasps. I froze in shock as I found several men inside the VIP room, all staring at me with sharp and confused expressions. I could only gape and hold my breath.

Stupid! I thought. This room was obviously occupied, and they were VIP guests—definitely not people to mess with. And I had barged in like an idiot. They were bound to be furious.

I scrambled for a plausible excuse they might accept, but nothing good came to mind. I was cornered. If I stepped ...