Tidwell: That’s easy to say. Follow them.

Tidwell and Bobby followed Cherie Jaffe’s car. Cherie let out a small laugh.

Cherie: Your friends, are they trying to be sneaky?

Shane didn’t answer and just sat there. The car stopped at the Planet.

Shane: Why are we here?

Cherie: Because I like it here.

Shane bit the bottom of her lip. She got out with Cherie Jaffe who wrapped her arm around Shane’s and waltzed into the club. Alice watched them walk in and got Kit.

Alice: Who is she with?

Kit: Cherie Jaffe, I thought Shane was looking for Carmen.

Alice: Guess not. What a jerk.

Kit: Go serve them. Try and get some info out of them.

Alice: I don’t want to. I want to throw water at her!

Kit: Alice.

Alice: Fine, but if I throw water at anyone. It isn’t my fault!

Kit smiled at Alice who grudgingly stomped over.

Alice: Welcome to the Planet what would you like to order?

Her words were really bland.

Cherie: Well I’ll just take the special. Shane what will you have?

Shane: I don’t want to eat.

Cherie: Babe, want me to order for you?

Alice nearly choked. Shane threw the menu onto the table.

Cherie: She’ll have what I’m having.

Alice: Would you like to drink anything other than water?

Cherie: Can you give us a bottle of champagne? It’s our first date and I want to celebrate.

Alice’s eyes shot daggers at Shane who didn’t move. She took the glass on the table and threw the liquid content all over Shane. She still didn’t move. She deserved it. Shane got up and rushed out of the door.

Cherie: You! Where’s the manager?!

Kit rushed over.

Kit: I am so sorry! Alice apologize!

Alice: I’m sorry.

Alice was rolling her eyes though.

Kit: Do you still want your dinner?

Cherie: No.

Cherie ran out the door after Shane and Kit gave Alice a high five.

Kit: Good job girl.

Alice: She was so cold Kit. She didn’t seem like she was thinking about Carmen at all.

Kit: Let’s not think too much of it. I believe in Shane.

Alice: I hope you’re right.

Shane leaned against Cherie’s yellow car. Her hair was dripping. She wiped her face and ripped off the bandage on her face.

Shane: Fuck this.

Cherie took out a handkerchief and wiped away the water.

Cherie: My poor Shane.

Shane: When are you taking me to Carmen?

Cherie: Why do you want to go see her?

Shane: Because I need to know she’s okay.

Cherie: If I tell you where she is, will you stop worrying?

Shane nodded.

Cherie: She’s in an empty garage at the dock. You can go retrieve her tomorrow. Then you come straight home to me. Make sure you are the only one that goes. And you can’t tell her anything that’s happened between us.

Shane nods. Her heart rejoiced knowing Carmen was safe, but she wouldn’t wait until Cherie let her go. She was going tonight. Shane had to make sure Cherie was drunk and tired tonight. She went back home and they had lots of beer while Cherie Jaffe drank wine watching Shane. Their evening moved into the bedroom. Shane didn’t want to do anything with Cherie, but she had to tire her out. It was almost 3 in the morning when Cherie fell asleep naked on top of Shane. Shane put on her clothes and wheeled her bike out a block away before getting on. Under the seat was a gun Jenny had left her.

Shane: Jenny, head over to the garage. I’m sending you the coordinates by text. I’m going in first.

Jenny: What about your police buddies.

Shane: Text the coordinates to them. I’m going there first.

Jenny: Don’t get hurt. For Carmen.

Shane sped off towards the direction of the dock. Behind her from the windows, Cherie Jaffe stood there by the window. She called the boys to get ready. The storm was brewing.