When we got to CrocoDelilah’s, I thought about asking my buddy working the door, Coley Bassinette, if he’d follow up on that punching I’d been thinking about. He was big enough to smack down Starbulk, for sure, and he’d do it in a heartbeat...but I lost my nerve and settled for asking questions about our girl Corinna.
“She cut out early,” said Coley. “‘Bout twenty minutes ago. Said somethin’ about meetin’ someone at the aquarium. Big date, I guess.”
“The aquarium?” I said. “What kinda big date is that?”
“Well,” said Coley, “I been tellin’ her there’s other fish in the sea. Maybe she took me literally.”
I slipped him a twenty and hailed a taxi. With Corinna running twenty minutes ahead, I’d have to get to the riverfront fast.
Or should I say we’d have to get there fast. Even though I shut the cab’s door in his face, Starbulk managed to fling it back open and plant his ass on the seat right beside me.