Chapter 33

It was 9 p.m., and Jackie and Trina were working the bar. They got overwhelmed with the drink orders, so Tommy pitched in to wash dirty glasses and beer mugs. Jodi was supposed to be downstairs by eight to help Daniel in the kitchen. Jackie asked Barbara to do what she had to do to find out where Jodi was and to get her butt to the bar.

The phone rang. Jackie grabbed the receiver, “Garvey’s, Jackie.”

“Jackie, it’s Barb,” she said.

Jackie looked down at the base and saw she was calling from the front desk. “Barb, where the hell is Jodi?”

“I think you better go check on her. Something is wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Jackie asked.

“I knocked on her room door. All I heard was music. She didn’t hear me. I came back downstairs and rang her room. Jodi answered. I told her y’all needed help. She said, sorry, she was taking a personal day and hung up.”

Jodi always handled life by the seat of her pants, but when it came to Garvey’s she was the first one on deck – next to Jackie. “What the hell?