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Dear Lord.
“Who’s designated driver?” Indy asked.
“I’ve only had one rum and coke, it can be me.” I said.
“I don’tthinkso,” Daisy returned. “You need liquid courage for a face down with your daddy. This’ll be my last one, I’ll drive.”
Lottie showed up. We introduced her to Daisy and Daisy and Lottie formed a deep bond in five minutes while sharing breast enhancement surgery stories.
We ordered Chinese. We ate Chinese. We drank and we waited.
We didn’t want to show up at the scene of our last crime too early and Shirleen told Daisy that Dad wasn’t normally early to the table.
At eleven thirty, we started to roll out, but then Tod stopped dead in the kitchen.
“Un-unh. I tried. I really tried, but can’t do it. Be back.” Then he ran up the stairs.
We all stood in the kitchen staring at each other. He came down with a pair of burnished silver stilettos with a pointed toe and a thin ankle strap that crossed at the back as well as a matching belt. He handed the belt to me and then knelt at my feet.
“What are you doing?” I asked when he lifted a foot, took off my black flat and threw it into the living room.
Chowleena was standing in the door to the kitchen. She watched my shoe fly over her head, gave a bark, then settled on her ass.
Tod slipped the pump on in its place.
“I donotworship at the altar of Sarah Jessica Parker and all thingsSex and the Cityto go out with a hot-lookin’ girlie in black flats. You wear black flats when you’re eight and ninety-eight, not anytime in between.”
“Tod—”
“Huh!” he snapped, giving me The Hand.
I knew better than to argue with The Hand.
So, if something went down and I couldn’t run, at least I’d die dressed to the nines from top to toe.
* * *
We went straightto the bar when we got there and I scanned the crowd for any sign of Darius or angry black women.
Luckily, the coast was clear.
The bartender came right up to us. “Shirleen said to wait until she gives you the high sign,” he told Daisy and Daisy nodded.
Then she turned to me. “You ready for this, sugar?”
No. I wasn’t ready for it. I had a lot of things to say to Dad, but had no idea how to say them. And what would it matter anyway? Vince was still going to be after me.
I was just going to have to go with the moment.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I told her.
She squeezed my arm. “That’s my girl.”
The troop turned to the bar to order drinks and I stood just outside the clutch.
“Buy you a drink?” I heard a man ask and I turned to look. My eyes hit a well-defined collarbone and muscular throat above a navy Henley, so I looked up.
Mace was standing there.
