A Little Night Music by Andrea Dale & Sarah Husch

Author:Andrea Dale & Sarah Husch [Dale, Andrea & Husch, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00FDKBN1M
Publisher: Soul's Road Press
Published: 2013-09-21T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The bus rumbled along the Strip. It had been a long while since Nate had been in Vegas. He hadn’t been looking forward to visiting this particular casino again, but Sam had argued him down. The casino manager had offered the concert hall space, and they would have been fools to turn it down.

“End of the line, folks,” Winks called out as the bus came to a stop beneath the VIP awning. Nate stood up, one hand rubbing at the knot of tension at the back of his neck. It had been there since Baker.

Andre was the first off the bus, dark eyes behind darker glasses sweeping the street and entranceway. It was only once he’d signaled that Nate and the others got off the bus. A doorman dressed in the casino uniform smiled a welcome. By his size, he no doubt also doubled as security. He spoke quietly into a headset and ushered them inside.

Chilled air wrapped around them, and it felt good after the brief heat of the desert. Nate glanced around, noting that the place hadn’t changed much since his last visit. It was quiet, the thick floral carpeting absorbing the sound of their feet. Leather couches invited them to sit, set into discreet oases surrounded by potted palms. Nate knew that somewhere in the casino, clanging bells, flashing lights, and manic gamblers ruled the day. Here, there was quiet, a rich welcoming calm for the wealthy and the celebrity alike.

The attractive woman behind the highly polished check-in counter barely had time to smile before three men in tailored suits approached from a discreetly hidden door.

Victor Hernandez, casino manager, never traveled anywhere without his own personal guards. Andre had a momentary testosterone standoff with the bodyguards. None of the security men removed their sunglasses during the motionless assessment. Finally Andre nodded to Victor’s men and stepped aside.

“Nate,” the center man said, moving forward and shaking Nate’s hand. “It’s good to see you again.”

“You, too, Victor,” Nate said. Hernandez’s hand was cool, the handshake holding just the right amount of strength. A chunky gold ring gleamed on his pinky. “It’s been a long time.”

Victor had lost some hair in the years since Nate had seen him last, but seemed to have compensated by the cost of the pinstripe suit he wore on his lanky body. A pale silk shirt and an Hermes tie showed off his rich olive skin tone. Nate thought he looked too smooth, a barracuda waiting for the scent of blood in the water before he attacked.

The handsome Hispanic man turned to Hannah. The smile he gave her was predatory, his teeth very white. Nate had a sudden urge to warn him off. The unexpected jealousy surprised him. “And this is your publicist, Hannah Montgomery. A pleasure.”

“Mr. Hernandez.” She shook his hand crisply. If she noticed his appraising and appreciative glance, she said nothing.

Nate wanted to kiss her.

“I have your suite prepared,” Victor said to Nate. His glance took in the rest of the band.

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