Lucky Flash: a Lucky O'toole Novella (The Lucky O'toole Vegas Adventure Series)
“Now it was Romeo’s turn. He glanced down at the device he held in his hand. “GPS is tracking.”
“All of them?”
“I count seven blips, all together.”
Teddie relaxed a little.
“Thank you,” I said.
He levered himself out of the chair. “For a good cause.”
As he ambled out, I tried not to stare at his ass.
Romeo waited until Teddie had disappeared. “You and him. Totally sucks, huh?”
I glanced over to see him watching me. “Lingering disappointment. Folks can’t be who we think they should be.”
“Like I said, sucks, huh?”
That made me smile. “You still got a team on Pismo?”
“Yeah.”
“Can you give me an update?” My insides in a turmoil, my head spinning, I couldn’t sit still for another moment. I rose and strode for the door. “Text it to me. I’ve got to see a friend about finding Dig Me O’Dell.”
Teddie was gone when I reached the hall. But I knew where he’d go. Sure enough, when I reached Delilah’s, he was perched on the bench at the white baby grand, his eyes closed. Set on a raise...d platform, Delilah’s served as our main bar in the casino. Stools fronted a long bar that was backed by bottles on the sides of a center waterfall. Bougainvillea climbed trellises, giving the area a safe and secret vibe, cut off from the rowdiness of the main-floor gaming operations. Club tables ringed by four chairs each clustered at the far end, the baby grand nestling opposite them. When he’d been gone, every time I walked by I could picture him there. And now that he was, I didn’t know how I felt about it.MoreLess
“All of them?”
“I count seven blips, all together.”
Teddie relaxed a little.
“Thank you,” I said.
He levered himself out of the chair. “For a good cause.”
As he ambled out, I tried not to stare at his ass.
Romeo waited until Teddie had disappeared. “You and him. Totally sucks, huh?”
I glanced over to see him watching me. “Lingering disappointment. Folks can’t be who we think they should be.”
“Like I said, sucks, huh?”
That made me smile. “You still got a team on Pismo?”
“Yeah.”
“Can you give me an update?” My insides in a turmoil, my head spinning, I couldn’t sit still for another moment. I rose and strode for the door. “Text it to me. I’ve got to see a friend about finding Dig Me O’Dell.”
Teddie was gone when I reached the hall. But I knew where he’d go. Sure enough, when I reached Delilah’s, he was perched on the bench at the white baby grand, his eyes closed. Set on a raise...d platform, Delilah’s served as our main bar in the casino. Stools fronted a long bar that was backed by bottles on the sides of a center waterfall. Bougainvillea climbed trellises, giving the area a safe and secret vibe, cut off from the rowdiness of the main-floor gaming operations. Club tables ringed by four chairs each clustered at the far end, the baby grand nestling opposite them. When he’d been gone, every time I walked by I could picture him there. And now that he was, I didn’t know how I felt about it.MoreLess
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