Chapter Seven
SEVEN
KARLA WIPED down the bar, preparing for the next wave of drunks to come spill their drinks all over it again. She loved the money the weekend crowd brought in but hated putting up with the drunks. It was one of the reasons Paul hired Heath, the bouncer who worked the door five nights a week. His thick arms and broad chest were deterrent enough for anyone wanting to stir up trouble, but they were also a distraction, and not just for Karla. Several of the female patrons huddled around Heath every night, almost to the point of distracting him from his real reason for being there. Still, it didn’t stop some jackass from trying to steal the attention of the infatuated women by getting himself drunk and attempting to show off for anyone desperate enough to watch. It would b
