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Chapter Twenty Nine
Nicky left the car and headed to the club. Jeni gathered up her
stuff and ran after him. They entered the club, to find it empty of
customers. Jeni looked at the clock behind the bar and saw that they
were early. Betsey was behind the bar, cleaning glasses. Mixer was
sitting with Cheryl and Laurie at one of the tables.
Saying hello to Betsey, Nicky made a beeline to where the others
sat. Jeni had to run to keep up.
"Hey gang. How's everyone today?" Nicky greeted the group.
"Fucken-A man," was Mixer's reply.
"You're in an awfully good mood. I guess Laurie took real good care
of you last night?"
"Fuck Laurie. It was Cheryl. If I had known you had Kawori's tucked
away like that, I'd . . ."
"Cheryl? Kawori Manabe ain't one of mine. What the fuck are you talking
about?"
" Kawori Manabe ain't? But Laurie said . . ."
"Er . . . Nicky, I can explain. So
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