Goddess of Vengeance - Jackie Collins [155]
It occurred to Lucky that this was not the perfect moment to tear him a new asshole. He wouldn’t understand, he wouldn’t get it. Armand Jordan was completely trashed. If asked, he probably wouldn’t even remember his own name.
What a shame, she’d been so looking forward to putting him straight.
She stood stock still, staring at the scene that greeted her. The woman, with mammoth breasts, noticed her first. ‘Wanna join?’ the woman slurred, waving her over. ‘Plenny fer everyone.’
Lucky shook her head and thought how pathetic Armand Jordan was. He didn’t deserve her wrath. Who would believe anything he said anyway? He was a nothing, a nobody, he wasn’t worth her time.
She turned around and started to leave, only to find the man she’d first encountered blocking her way at the door.
He wasn’t wasted like the others. He was stone cold sober and he wanted to know who she was and what exactly she wanted.
‘You first,’ she said, unable to stare him down because of his dark glasses which she found most irritating.
‘I asked what you want here,’ Mikey repeated. ‘This is a private party.’
‘Didn’t you just tell me that I’d fit right in?’ Lucky said, noticing the bulge of a gun at his waist.
‘Don’t get cutesy with me,’ Mikey said, signalling Luscious. ‘What you come here for?’
Luscious rushed to his side, gave Lucky a filthy look and said, ‘Who’s this?’
‘That’s what I’m tryin’ t’find out,’ Mikey said, fast losing patience. ‘’Cause she don’t belong here.’
‘You’re so right, I don’t,’ Lucky agreed amicably. ‘Only I’m beginning to think that neither do you.’
* * *
‘Why’re you takin’ photos of other people?’ Kev asked Ellie, who was snapping away. ‘You’ve got what we came for, time to split.’
‘I’m liking this other stuff,’ Ellie said, concentrating on catching images. ‘The dude with the sunglasses is classic. And there’s some hot woman who just went inside the house.’
‘Jesus,’ Kev grumbled. ‘You’re such a voyeur.’
‘Don’t you know – that’s what real photographers do, they take pictures of interesting people. It’s not all about dumb celebs and who they’re sleeping with – those are my money shots. It’s the unexpected shots of real people that turn me on.’
‘I could think of somethin’ else that’d turn you on,’ Kev said, realizing it was time he climbed out of the bushes and got some action going. He put his hand on the back of her neck, and gave her a little rub.
‘I’m not sleeping with you,’ Ellie announced, still clicking away. ‘So don’t go getting any ideas.’
‘You’re not?’ Kev said, deflated. ‘Why not?’
‘Because,’ Ellie answered, ‘in case you don’t get it, I don’t play on your team.’
For a moment Kev was not sure what she meant, then it sank in and he couldn’t believe his lousy luck. Only he would hit on a dyke! Damnit, why hadn’t she told him before?
‘Don’t sweat it,’ Ellie assured him. ‘You might not be getting laid tonight, but at least you’re making money.’
‘Thanks a lot,’ Kev said, wondering if it was too late to score a replacement.
* * *
‘We’re takin’ care of Arnie,’ Luscious said, swiping her hand across her nose. ‘He’s havin’ himself a good ole time. I don’t remember nobody invitin’ you.’
‘May I ask what’s in the suitcase?’ Lucky said, pointedly staring at the case Mikey had managed to drag outside the door.
‘That wouldn’t be your concern, now would it?’ Mikey said flatly.
‘Maybe I should ask . . . Arnie,’ Lucky said, her face betraying no emotion. ‘What do you think?’
‘I think you should get the fuck outta here if y’know what’s healthy f’you,’ Mikey said. ‘An’ forget ’bout anythin’ you seen here.’
‘Is that what you think?’ Lucky said, wondering exactly what was going on. ‘Really?’
Mikey hated the fact that he didn’t seem to be getting through to this cunt. She was standing in front of him chill as a fuckin’ tall glass of lemonade. She should be running her ass for the hills, not sassing him with her