CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
The party was in full swing by the time we emerged.
Holster greeted us, grinning like a mad man and a beer in each hand. “That was awesome!”
I chuckled and took a drink.
“We should have parties here all the time.”
Evans came over and threw an arm around my shoulder, “Man, I can’t ever beat that pre-party warm-up. Not only one fight, but a girl fight too! You already made this party. It could be lame for the rest of the night and it’s still going down in history.”
Chet materialized from the crowd and informed us, “Corrigan finished the alarm system stuff. It’s all turned off for the night, since, you know—closed doors don’t go with parties.”
Tatum pushed his way through the crowd and said, “Corrigan’s downstairs with his girl. Lew took off, but she’ll probably show
