Goddess of Vengeance - Jackie Collins [158]
He’d imbibed three Cosmos, and decided that he wasn’t ready to deal with any kind of a crisis, but he rallied anyway, and answered the phone.
It was Lennie wanting to know where Lucky was.
‘I’m off the clock,’ Danny sniffed.
‘Does that mean you don’t give a shit?’ Lennie responded, sounding pissed off.
Danny gathered his thoughts. He was speaking to his boss’s husband, so maybe he should make out as if he cared. Which of course he did, but he couldn’t help noticing that Buff was whispering in the bartender’s ear and that wasn’t right, that wasn’t sharing. A threesome meant three people, not two.
‘Uh, sorry Mr Golden,’ Danny said, throwing Buff a dirty look. ‘I thought Mrs Golden was with you.’
‘She was. But apparently something came up that she had to deal with. Any idea what it could be?’
‘No.’
‘Okay then.’ A long beat. ‘You’re sure?’
‘Quite sure, Mr Golden.’
Lennie put down the phone.
Danny clicked off his cell, failing to notice that he had a text message waiting.
* * *
Frankie could not believe he was out in the cold with his dick in his hand. Cookie had turned out to be a tough little minx. She hadn’t even opened the door for him to collect his stuff. Juvie cunt. She had his clothes, and even more upsetting – his drug stash.
And what exactly had he done? Nothing earth-shattering. He’d been polite to her old man, something that should’ve pleased her. But oh no, nothing was good enough for Gerald M.’s daughter. She was a spoiled brat, although he had to admit she gave great head.
And thinking of head, what was Annabelle doing with Eddie Falcon? Or rather, what was Eddie Falcon doing with her? Strange bedfellows. Eddie Falcon was a comer, he didn’t have to settle for used goods.
Frankie made his way back to the casino in the hope that he might find Gerald M. at one of the tables. They could resume their friendship, especially when he was able to tell Gerald M. that his lovely daughter was safely tucked in for the night.
Frankie felt like doing a couple of lines, but he was fresh out and Cookie wasn’t opening her door anytime soon.
He had a name and a number. Randy – the deliveryman.
Frankie decided to give him a call.
* * *
‘I dunno what,’ Max said. ‘But something shady is going on.’
‘Hey—’ Billy said. ‘Your mom’s at a party. No biggie.’
‘You don’t understand,’ Max said, trying not to lose patience with Billy who was starting to annoy her. ‘Lennie came home today. There’s no way she’d go to a party without him.’
‘Like I said – in marriages certain events happen. Lucky’s doin’ her own thing. I know she’s your mom, but she’s one helluva sexy lady, an’ maybe Lennie just doesn’t do it for her any more.’
‘You are so full of crap, Billy,’ Max said, suddenly furious. ‘You don’t know anything about my parents, nothing at all, so kindly shut your face.’
‘And she has a temper,’ Billy said.
‘Yes,’ Max said, shooting him a daggers look. ‘She has a temper.’
‘Sorry, babe.’
‘About what?’ Max said, still angry. ‘Being rude about my parents?’
‘I wasn’t being rude, I was simply trying to tell you the way it is in some marriages.’
‘And what makes you an expert?’
‘C’mon, Green Eyes,’ he groaned. ‘I don’t wanna fight about this.’
‘I’m going over there,’ she said, making up her mind.
‘You’re doing what?’ Billy said, frowning.
‘I’m seeing for myself what’s going on.’
‘Big mistake.’
‘Why?’
‘’Cause first she’s gonna want to know what you’re doin’ here,’ Billy explained. ‘An’ second, if she’s havin’ herself a good time, you’re only gonna embarrass her.’
‘It’s a party. Billy. I’ll sneak in, she won’t even see me.’
‘Then I’m comin’ with you.’
‘Not a plan.’
‘Why?’
‘’Cause if she spots me an’ then you – well, you know Lucky – she’s not stupid.’
‘And if she does see you, what’re you gonna say?’
‘I dunno. I’ll think of something.’
‘It’s not a good idea,’ Billy warned.
‘Well, it’s my idea, and I’m doing