"I thought I heard someone call my name," said Paul. "What's
going on?" Several of the Crew chuckled at that.
Chloe tore her gaze from Paul and fixed Raff in his chair where
he sat a few feet to her left. "What the f**k, Raff? What. The.
Fuck?"
"I don't have… " Raff started to reply.
"You know what, Raff, just forget it for now. We'll have this
conversation later. You can bet for sure that you and I will have
fucking words." She glared at Raff for a long moment, her whole
body tense with anger, but she was trying to act normal and keep it
under control. She then turned to Paul and smiled as best she
could, beckoning him over to her side. "Paul, come up here. Why
don't you finish the story? Let's see here, you don't look too
worse for wear." He made his way through the crowd to
