Chapter 4“You two look good enough to eat!”
AJ’s smile froze at Kira’s effusive compliments, but Tyrone took them in typical stride.
“Wasn’t that why you booked us?” he said. He didn’t leave AJ’s side, choosing instead for Kira to come rushing through the empty restaurant and meet them. “Thanks for letting us do this later. We were beat.”
Kira waved a long, thin hand in dismissal. “No problem. It gave me time to see to the piano delivery.” She nodded toward the raised platform in the center of the room. “Want to see what you’ll be working with?”
The new restaurant was meant to reflect a cozy, Italian bistro someone would find in Greenwich Village, but the designers had done it with a typical Vegas flare, making everything just a little too big, a little too bright. White-covered tables
