Body Check by Alicia Hunter Pace

Author:Alicia Hunter Pace [Pace, Alicia Hunter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alicia Hunter Pace

Chapter Fourteen

Thor stood outside the Bridgestone Arena and looked across the street at the huge, pink fiddle with the purple bow racing across it. He’d told himself he’d come over here to get some stick tape from his stall in The Sound locker room, but it was a lie, and a lame one at that. While it was true he hadn’t been able to find any at home, there was plenty in his stall at the practice rink, which was much closer to home. No matter that he’d reasoned that there would be lots people at The Music City Ice Center and he didn’t like dealing with people. The fact was he didn’t really require stick tape tonight.

And even if he had, he wouldn’t have gone to the practice rink, and it wasn’t because of the people. Tradd wasn’t singing across the street from The Music City Ice Center.

And she might not be singing across the street here. It was getting late—almost 11:00 p.m. According to the sign, she’d started at nine. How long did these things go on? The last time he’d seen her, she’d had her head in the toilet, but he supposed if she had canceled, they would have taken her name off the marquee.

Maybe he’d just go across the street and sneak a look inside. That didn’t totally go against his resolve to stay away from her, did it? As he was crossing the street, he had a new thought. What if Pickens and Mary Lou were there? Surely they would be. But come to think of it, that might make it easier. He’d just tell them he’d been in the neighborhood, saw that Tradd was performing, and he’d come to look for them. But he’d leave out the story about the stick tape. No fool would believe that, and Pickens Davenport was far from a fool.

He hesitated outside the door. All he could see from here was a young guy sitting on a stool in a small dark foyer in front of the second entrance. Why not go inside? There was more inside than Tradd and he could use a beer. The attendant looked up. He was wearing a Sound baseball cap.

“We have a cover charge tonight,” the guy said almost apologetically. “And it’s standing room only.”

“Just tonight?” Thor opened his wallet and handed him a bill.

“Broadway bars don’t have usually have covers unless it’s a special show.”

Oddly, Thor felt some pride in that. “And this one is special?” He wanted to hear more.

The boy nodded. “Rita May Sanderson. She’s new, but she’s hot. From the sound of the crowd, she’s been terrific.”

“I like terrific.”

Thor started to enter the bar, but the boy stopped him. “Hey.”

“Yah?”

“Aren’t you Thor Eastrom?”

Damn. He hated be recognized. It was the hair that always got him—that and the Eiffel Tower-sized picture of him on the side of Bridgestone Arena.

“Yes, I am.”

The boy hesitated. “I’ve heard you don’t give autographs, but …”

Thor opened his mouth to give his standard refusal. Then he remembered what Robbie had said.

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