Timothy clicked his tongue. ‘Good show. I’m really glad I decided to come here tonight.’
Darya poked him in the ribs. ‘I thought you said your friends dragged you here.’
Timothy touched his nose. ‘You got me. But I’m still glad. If I’d known working at the Paragon involves so much drama, I’d have sent in my resume a long time ago.’
Behind them, a small knot of people had gathered.
Even in a semi-wild bar like the Twilight, one didn’t get to see a fight every day, especially one that involved a middle-aged guy and two women.
Soon, that number went up by one as Edna’s mother arrived on the scene.
She slapped Sharon once, delivered a solid gut punch to her cheating husband, then left with her daughter.
‘You have twenty-four hours to move out,’ was the last thing she sai
