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This week, I'm introducing you to a new character...no spoilers, of course. Happy reading! J
“Yeah…I seen ’da guy. Never does enough to get
arrested I guess, but from what I understand, he pushes the girls as far as
they let him. Guess he’s into all that BDSM stuff.”
The doorman smiled, and Casey couldn’t help but
grimace, wondering if the big man liked that stuff too. He could only imagine
what dominatrix would be powerful enough to bring the giant to his knees. A
shiver went through him at the visual. Thankfully, he didn’t have time to
experiment with domineering sexual games that had gotten so popular since that erotic
book hit the bestseller lists. He’d lost count of how many calls he’d been on
where acts involving handcuffs and whips and chains had gotten out of hand.
“You see him with anyone Friday night?” Casey
continued his questioning, hoping that the guy’s manager didn’t show up any
minute and shut him down. From his experience, he’d always found that most
managers of restaurants and clubs were nowhere to be found between the lunch
and dinner rush. If he showed up at a business between two and four, he almost
always heard, ‘He’ll be back at five’, and then if he went about it correctly,
he’d usually get an employee who was more than willing to talk, and employees
usually knew what was going on more than managers anyway. Strange that almost
all of his investigations started with a visit to a restaurant, bar, or hotel.
It seemed even bad guys went out before they committed a crime—or a more likely
scenario, the alcohol they consumed while they were out fueled them to do
something they might not have done in the first place.
The Samoan bobbed his head. “As a matter of
fact...yeah. Couldn’t help it. Don’t think anyone could have missed ’er. Don’t
get me wrong, we get lots of babes coming through here. And for some reason,
they treat us doormen as though we’re celebrities too.” He shrugged. “They
think we have pull with the security teams that guard the bands.” He smiled a
toothy grin. “We let ’em think that.”
Casey didn’t bother to point out that he’d
said that employees weren’t allowed to date the customers. Then again, maybe
that rule only applied to the waitresses, in order to protect them. “Do you
remember what she looked like?”
The big man nodded, his broad smile flashing
again. “Oh, yeah. Tall...damn near close to six foot...taller with the boots
she was wearing. She had blond hair too, almost white. Unusual in here, the
reason she stood out. Most of the punk rockers have black as midnight hair. She
was also a beauty. I mean...like one of those chicks you’d see on a runway. High
cheekbones, tall, shapely... You know...like on those TV specials put on by
that lingerie store.”
Casey couldn’t help but laugh. He liked this
guy. A little rough around the edges, but he seemed like a nice guy. “Did she
leave with Rick Williams?”
He shrugged. “Dunno. I saw ’em in the middle
of the floor a few times when I was making my rounds, but didn’t notice ’em
leave, which is strange. I was at ’d door after the concert ended, so ’dey must
have left early.”
“Who was watching the door before close,
then?” Casey asked.
“Maybe no one. Not too many people are trying
to get in when the show is almost over. I had to escort my boss to the office
with cash drops before the club closed. Too much of a chance of a robbery if
customers see a lot of loot in the drawers, especially at closing. More of a
temptation.”
Casey nodded. “How old would you say the girl
was? Anything else stand out?”
“Had to be at least eighteen, that’s the
youngest we allow.” He narrowed his eyes as though he were thinking.
“Yeah...she was...cautious. She got here real early. The other reason she stood
out amongst the usual crowd. It almost looked as though she were scoping out
the place. Not like she was gonna rob us, but as if she were forming her escape
plan. You know...like a cop would do.”
Or, a cop’s
daughter,
Casey thought, but didn’t voice his beliefs. “And she was almost six-foot tall
with platinum blond hair?”
“Yeah.”
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