by Drea Riley
“Are you kidding me? As soon as I walked in the station, the guys started in on me. How did they get advanced copies? I bet you ten bucks there are some family expansions going on right now.”
“I bought an extra copy for my boss, and his wife has been raving about it ever since. Who knew those two had all that in them? For that matter, the other stories weren’t so bad, either. Can’t wait to see what the next challenge is.”
“Yeah, well, as long as it’s not on our watch and has nothing to do with those two,” Matt said as he tossed back the last of his ice water.
“Bite your tongue, you moron. What, you want to jinx us?”
Bill tossed his long hair over his shoulder and laughed. He took a moment to scan the crowd. A slight frown wrinkled his brow. He was just about to ask Matt if he could see the girls, when the room plunged in to darkness.
The club was so quiet Bill could easily hear Dréa’s voice ring out.
“OH SHIT!”
Matt groaned and mumbled something under his breath about speaking too soon.
Just when panic was starting to set in, two balls of energy raced past their table. Matt and Bill were caught up in the whirlwinds and dragged out of the club so quickly it could have been a magic act.
Once out on the street, they barely slowed down enough for them to note all the lights on the Strip going out hotel by hotel.
“Uh OH!” Laura whispered.
Bill and Matt turned to face down the two troublemakers, who were still staring wide eyed and slack jawed at all the darkness surrounding them. The distant sound of sirens and the people on the street commenting seemed to galvanize the women into action.
They swung their attention back to Matt and Bill.
Crossing their arms and cocking their heads to one side, they stared the men dead in the eye.
“WE DIDN’T DO IT!!”