Gavin's Song (Road to Salvation A Last Rider's Trilogy 1)

Motioning for the waitress, he took out his money clip. “Do me a favor and find out the name of the woman who just sang.” Laying a hundred down on the table, he returned his attention back to the woman, before she snatched the money off the table.

It was probably a waste, but he could afford it. He would probably remember before the waitress came back with the information. He was a self-made man and could credit one characteristic that had helped him to make his fortune. He never forgot a face.

Chapter Forty

“Dammit!” Ginny muttered under her breath, gripping her purse in frustration as she took a seat at the upper part of the tables that had been fitted together to accommodate the large group. She was going to call Penni and give her a piece of her mind the first opportunity she had, once she was out of Shade’s and Lily’s hearing.

Ginny was just as frustrated with herself as she was with Penni. The woman was a master manipulator, unashamedly using Lily and Shade visiting from Treepoint to lure her out of the apartment. She should have told Lily she wasn’t well, instead of being convinced to go. All those murder shows she watched were useless if a meddling blonde troublemaker with the personality of Pandora could stir a hornet’s nest that could potentially hurt not only her, but Trudy.

The table quickly filled as some members of The Last Riders and several of the Predators that were there with their wives took nearby chairs. Then she was shocked as another familiar face from Treepoint sat across from Zoey. Ginny didn’t know which surprised her more—that Greer Porter was there or Zoey was sitting next to Stump, a member of the Predators, whom she had met at Penni’s baby shower. The same man who was now glaring at Greer for something he was saying.

“God, could you please tell me why I get myself in these situations?” Ginny kept repeating the question to herself as she changed her order from a soft drink to a fireball when Greer shouted her name from across the long length of the tables. God didn’t answer, so Ginny answered the question herself. “Because you’re a sucker!”

When Ginny accepted Lily’s invitation, she told her they were going to a restaurant. It was only when she was in the car with Shade and Lily that she found out the truth. They were meeting up at the nightclub until everyone arrived, then going to a restaurant next door.

Arriving at the karaoke bar, she brushed past Shade and Lily to beat them to the seat next to Penni. Putting her elbow on the table to prop her chin on her palm, Ginny spread her fingers to hide her anger. “Do not even think about getting me on that stage to sing.”

Penni’s wide-eyed stare fooled her for a second, until she started to take her hand down and saw Kaden Cross walk in with his wife Sawyer.

Placing a foot over Penni’s, she shifted her weight to press down. “I’m so going to get you back.”

Penni’s eyes went wider. “Ginny … I didn’t … The Crosses are here because—”

“Shove it!” Ginny wasn’t going to listen to any excuses that Penni had devised to excuse her meddling.

Keeping her foot pressed firmly on Penni’s, she glared at her as she waited for her drink to arrive. Everyone around them would assume they were engaged in a private conversation, missing the fact that Ginny was letting her eyes speak for her.

“Uh … can I have my foot back?” Penni tried to break her concentration when her fireball arrived.

“No.” Ginny raised her glass to her lips, drinking it all in one swallow without removing her eyes from Penni.

“Just so you know, you’re kind of scary when you get mad.”

“Good.” Raising two fingers in the air with her free hand, she motioned to the waitress that she wanted another drink.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we’re opening the floor to the karaoke part of the night. If you’re a regular here, I’ve been asked to start it off with a woman who sang here before. Ginny, where are you?”

Ginny slammed her hand down on the table. “How could you do this?”

“I’ll go sing,” Penni offered.

“Don’t do me any more favors,” she fiercely hissed through her tightened lips as she pretended to press Penni back in her seat with a hand on her shoulder.

Penni’s mouth dropped open as her hand went to the side of her head. “Did you just rip some of my hair out?”

“I took three.”

“Why?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“Yes, I do.” Rubbing the side of her head, Penni tried to snatch the blonde hairs back. She had enough good sense to be worried.

“Too freaking bad. I didn’t want to sing either. I guess neither of us are going to get their wishes.”