Isabelle smiled as she handed a couple of beers to a couple of college frat guys. Two of them already tried hitting on her but she just pointed at the sign that said "OUR BARTENDERS ARE OFF LIMITS" then gave them a small wave.
She was feeling nervous the minute she walked in through the back door of the club. Would Delnard be there? Would he look for her?
Come on, Isabelle. Do you think of yourself as somebody so important? She scolded herself while she wiped the counter top and laid out a few coasters.
She knew Delnard would not recognize her. People in the club even had to double-take and Isabelle was glad she went ahead and borrowed Erin's bleach blond wig.
It was long and straight, a far cry from her dark curls. She also wore blue contacts and did her make up to make her look lik
