Chapter 5
The gritty sound of the guitar remained in Cassie’s thoughts as she moved toward the bar. Uncertainty beat in her heart, uncertainty over how many songs the band would perform before they were finished. She couldn’t count on them playing another one when the current song ended. Even with a long set, they’d need a break at some point.
That thought kept her focused on her task, but it didn’t erase her other concerns. She hated conflict, did her best to avoid it until it came down to defending herself. The last person she expected to judge her was Mike, but if he wanted to dish her more attitude, she’d sling it right back.
Each step brought her closer to her impending conversation. She worked her way between the other patrons standing around with drinks in their hands. No stools
