Chapter 4After visiting The Ledge almost every other week for fifteen years, Ana had gotten to know the owners, Steve and Tera, quite well. So well, in fact, that she no longer had to wait in line for hours in order to stake out a good spot in the club. They allowed her to sneak in through the service door, and that was how she always managed to snag one of only four tables in the tiny space.
The legal capacity for The Ledge couldn’t have been more than one hundred people, but Steve always managed to wedge in at least twice that many. If the fire department ever came to check on the place, Steve would probably get shut down in a second. He apparently was comfortable taking that chance.
Ana settled at the high table with a rum and Coke, watching the front door like a hawk as her fellow fa
