Chapter 5
“They’re not very good,” Jo shouted over the band, but Perrin didn’t care.
Most of the people at the Central Saloon in Pioneer Square didn’t care. When three pretty girls showed up in a row, they hadn’t even cared to check their IDs. She had snuck Cassidy and Jo into a couple of New York bars before, so they hadn’t protested too much.
Between its narrow brick walls was a massive bar, a scattering of tables, and a large open area for dancing. The retro band was rocking out bad covers of Bon Jovi, The B-52’s, and Blondie. At this rate, they’d be playing ABBA and the Stones next, not that she cared about that either as long as she could drink and dance.
She leaned with her back against the bar between Cassidy and Jo when the bartender tapped her on the shoulder. He waved to a dr
