“Thank God you weren’t there,” she breathed. “They told me they used a machine gun, totally shot up my living room. Can you imagine if you were there?”
Yep, I could imagine.
“Go to the house during the day,” she said. “Take someone with you.”
“Riley’s coming over for lunch. I’ll ask him if he wants to go.”
Silence then, “Riley’s coming over for lunch?”
“Yeah. He called me this morning and told me he was coming over.”
“What’s that all about?”
I laughed at her saying my thoughts out loud. “Hell if I know.”
“Call me the minute you find out.”
“I will.”
“Do you think I should come home?” she asked.
“Let me check it out, Sis. I’ll let you know.”
“Okay,” there was a pause then, quietly, “I hope Dom is okay.” I didn’t speak. “I know you don’t like him, and I know he’s a jerk but I can’t help how I feel.”
“I know, Sis. I hope he’s okay too.”
There it was again. Liar, liar pants on fire.
We said good-bye and I had barely put the phone down when it rang again.
I picked it up. “Yo.”
“Yo back at ‘cha,” Ally Nightingale said in my ear. “You comin’ to The Hornet?”
“Hey girl. Sure,” I told her.
“Cool, but you gotta give me something early. The girls are goin’ nuts. You know Luke?” she asked.
Shit.
“What girls?” I asked back.
“The Rock Chicks. Indy, Jet, Roxie, Daisy, Jules…”
My breath caught. “Jet, Roxie and Jules?” I asked.
Those were the names of Luke’s friends that he told me about and since not many people were named Jet, Roxie and Jules, they had to be –.
“Yeah. Jet works for Indy and she’s living with Eddie Chavez. Roxie is my brother Hank’s girlfriend, they’re living together too. Jules is with Vance, one of Lee’s boys.”
Holy cramoly.
See, what’d I say about Denver having a small town feel?
“So… Luke?” Ally prompted.
“I’ve known him since I was eight. He lived across the street.”