This was the smel of Wicked Wayne’s, and it always made him smile. Big Eddie beamed and ushered them in, cheerful y accepting his tip, and Jim felt a smile stretching his own face as he looked around. If there was anyplace in this sector he felt he could cal home, this was it. Peace settled on him as he and Tychus entered, placed their drink orders with the ever-efficient and lovely Misty, and took their usual seats. Over in a corner, a live band was performing tonight. “Where’s Daisy?” Jim asked as he lifted his drink in salute to Evangelina, who was currently undulating on the stage in next to nothing. “She’s busy. Guess I gotta find my own amusement,” Tychus said. They sat and watched the girls perform and drained their whiskeys in a comfortable silence. Every time Jim saw Evangelina, he found her more striking. He kept looking for a physical flaw. He found one: a tiny little mole near her right eyebrow. And that was it. It astonished him. He’d yet to get her to bed— usual y she was booked several weeks in advance— but she kept assuring him that just as soon as she had a break in her schedule, she’d be al his.
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