Page 209 of Rock Chick Rescue


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Well, then, fuck it. If everyone was so intent on being nice to me, let them. I’d deal with the consequences later. I mentally pulled myself out of the quicksand while Daisy walked up to the espresso counter and ordered a mocha, double chocolate, skimmed milk.

I stared at her.

“Chocolate’s good for you, milk’s not. I don’t care what those stupid celebrity mustache ads say,” Daisy told me.

Whatever.

“Do you know where Shirleen lives?” I asked her.

“No, but I can find out,” she said. “We gonna pay a visit?”

I hadn’t expected it to be a “we” situation, but then again, with Daisy in the mix, it was never anything but.

I turned to Tex. “Put it in a to go cup.”

I turned to Daisy. “Make the call.”

I turned to Matt. “Fire up the SUV, we’re rollin’ out.”

Daisy was watching me.

“Shit, sugar, did Vince blow some bossy into you, or what?” Daisy asked.

Tex chuckled low.

“I’m not allowed to joke about the shooting,” I told her as Tex handed her the cup.

“Says who?” Daisy asked.

“Says Eddie,” I answered.

She cocked her head a bit and nodded. “What’d I say about the coffeemaker?”

Wonderful.

* * *

Shirleen lived in a gated community—new,big, fancy homes built so close to each other you could pass the gravy through the window to the neighbors next door. Still, they were better than anything I’d ever lived in so I suspected running a bar with a poker table in the back paid well.

Daisy, Matt and I marched up to the house.

Well, Matt didn’t march. After listening the whole way to Daisy talk a mile a minute, bouncing around subjects ranging the scope of revenge threats to skincare tips, he followed us looking like he’d much rather be anywhere else—in the middle of another shootout, having his nails yanked out by the roots, anywhere.

Daisy rapped on the door and within seconds, it opened.

Darius stood there.

What inthe hell?

“What are you doing here?” I asked, too shocked at his presence to be polite.

“Shirleen’s family,” he answered, obviously not surprised at my surprise.

Wonderful.

Only I’d get a scary drug dealer’s family member conked unconscious while my shit went down.

Myfuckingluck.

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