It seemed so long since the party that had led to me being on tour in the first place, yet it was only a matter of months. My life, and to some extent I, had changed so much. ‘So how is the book?’ he asked enthusiastically. ‘Great. I’m over half way and honestly I already know it’s the best thing I’ve ever written.’ ‘I’m so pleased for you, Bailey. Can I have half the royalties for kind of getting you the job in the first place?’ ‘Kind of getting me the job?’ I laughed. ‘If I remember rightly you told me not to go anywhere near Jason Cross. Now what was it you said again? Something about not getting involved. About how these guys have groupies in every port and they’re glamorous, sexy and dangerous.’ ‘I must have been right about some of it.’ I pressed the phone between my ear and my shoulder and smiled. ‘Actually, Jon, you were right about a lot of things.’ ‘Uh oh,’ he breathed, ‘what is that I detect in your voice?’ I cleared my throat. ‘Nothing.
