I was sitting where I usually sat. In Nadine’s section. But she was nowhere to be fucking found. My waitress came over, the chatty blond who always made eyes at me. “Where’s Nadine?” “I told you. She got another job.” “Where?” The waitress tilted her head, staring at me. “Like I said, I’m not telling you. It’s against our policy. Why do you want to know so bad anyway?” “We’re friends.” “You? I don’t think so.” I waved a hundred-dollar bill in her face. She snatched it out of my fingers and put it in her cleavage. “Thanks, but I don’t rat out my friends.” I slumped in my seat. My drinks were free. The whole town was celebrating our win. But the blond girl refused to be bribed. At least people were leaving me alone now. When I first sat down, I’d be inundated with a steady stream of well wishers. I’d put on the most unfriendly face I could to discourage them while I pounded booze. So far, it was working. Probably because I looked mean as hell.
