Renee Jennings smiled. "Why don't you tell me first? Maybe I'll be able to understand."
"Fine." King sat on his haunches in front of her and said slowly, "Let me tell you, this female has a male. This male loves to gamble. The other cats say he lost a ton of money, and people are always coming to his house to collect debts."
"I understand." Renee nodded. "Go on."
King said in surprise, "You're pretty smart, then."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"That male almost got beaten to death. I heard his face was covered in blood."
"And then?"
"Then they came up with a way to make money. They have the female meet a bunch of males, go on dates with them, and then they trap them and make the males pay up..."
After hearing King's story, a phrase suddenly flashed through Renee's mind—a honey trap.
Her gaze fell on Yuri Sullivan, her expression complicated.
Yuri Sullivan's fingers curled nervously. He asked uneasily, "Renee, what did King say?"
