"We should leave before someone calls the cops," Nathan says, taking my hand firmly. He gives Kalet a hard look and guides both of us out of the club.

I glance discreetly at the blond man Nathan is dragging away. Still reeling from what just happened, I squeeze my husband’s hand, silently asking him to pay attention so I can ask if he knows what that was all about. But when he subtly shakes his head, I realize he’s just as clueless as I am.

Once outside, we slip into a narrow alley, both ...