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Chapter 23
Mysti May
12:59 PM SATURDAY
“I wonder if there’s anyone left in Vegas who actually likes us,” Becky says as we walk out of the warehouse.
“You know what?” I reply, “I wouldn’t count on it.”
“I love you, girl, but you’re such a drama queen sometimes,” Sammi laughs as she rolls her eyes and looks up and down the street.
It’s empty, which is what you’d expect at this time of day in this kind of area. It’s not like the illegal lobster fighting ring is part of the neighborhood watch.
“We’ve barely even checked off half the list,” Becky pipes up again and counts them off on her fingers. “We’ve figured out the wedding ring, the lobsters, and the police badge—”
“But we’ve still got dentures, the phones, the burning rental car,” I remind her. “Oh! All of that cocaine—and the roses!”
“My bet is that the drugs and the roses are a wedding gift,” Percy offers.
I’d like to say that I don’t know anyone who would think that drugs would be the perfect wedding gift, but I’d be lying.
“What if they’re a bribe?” Sammi asks. “Y’know, maybe some guy sent them to Mysti to convince her that she shouldn’t get married, but then she did it anyway?”
“Then that’s one more person in this town that hates us, isn’t it?” I say.
“Oh, yeah,” Sammi agrees as we continue to walk down the deserted street. The girls continue to bat around ideas and possible explanations, and honestly, I’m half tuning them out at this point. This has been a long-ass day.
“What about the rental car?”
“Maybe a jilted one-night stand?”
“Maybe it’s a failed murder attempt!”
“Yeah. Sure, it is, Becky.”
“What? We don’t know that it isn’t.”
I quicken my step, willing myself to leave this seedy part of Vegas and put this whole twenty-four hours behind me.
Jesus, fuck, I do wish I could just snap my fingers and remember everything from last night.
It seems like as soon as we’ve solved one of the drunken night’s mysteries, four more take its place.
“Maybe the gold teeth came from the guy who crashed the car…”
“And what, we pulled them out of his body as collateral?” The fact that Percy is calling bullshit on a far-fetched theory proves just how out of hand last night got. There really aren’t any sane reasons to have a bunch of gold teeth.
And when it comes right down to it, is solving that mystery going to get me to an altar staring into Norbert’s face?
“They’d more than cover the costs.”
I sigh loudly. Over my shoulder, I ask my dearest friends, “Who cares?”
Becky gasps, and they all clamber around so that I can see them. But I stare dead ahead, still down the road, and they look at me in confusion.
“What do you mean,whocares?” Sammi asks, tilting her head to the side.
“I mean, who the fuck cares what all these weird-ass mysteries are ‘cause I fucking don’t.”
