meant, so I had to surreptitiously google it on my phone while Kent drove us angrily—as if there were any other way Kent could drive—out of Rose's neighborhood and back towards the glittering lights of Hollywood. After a few searches I figured out that Sunset meant the Sunset Club, the hottest, most exclusive nightclub in LA. Or at least it was for the next six months until something else came along and usurped it. The point was, it was hot right now, and that was where Carter had apparently gone, instead of home like he said he would. Big surprise. Kent was a ball of rage and tension as he drove, and I felt it humming through the car. I had the stray thought that if Kent could get into method acting he'd probably be way better at it than Carter; it was impossible not to feel what he was feeling. He projected emotions like the sun. I saw the line of people waiting to get into Sunset before I saw the club itself.
