cut up some chicken pieces, preparing to clean them then bake them in Cajun hot spices.
“Don’t you try that crap with me again, Ellena. I know damn well who is sitting at table number five.” She readjusted her apron, which partially covered the dark blue tank top she wore. It was hot in the kitchen. She tried to adjust her top so that the cleavage didn’t show so much as she maneuvered the apron around.
“Can’t help it, honey. It’s an Aubert curse,” Ellena said aloud.
“Not such a curse. My men love my breasts,” Illeanna said, and both she and Ellena laughed. That just made Angelina’s stomach turn in knots. She was so inexperienced, and lately, especially after hanging out with Jacque, she wished she had let him stay last night.
She smoothed her hands down the front of the nice black apron. She wore a skort underneath and made sure it wasn’t sticking up anywhere.
Grabbing ahold of the platter of oysters, she took a deep breath and placed her hand on the exit door to the dining area.
“Go get ’em, girl!” Ellena hollered, and Angelina threw a sassy expression over her shoulder at her.
As she entered the dining area, she noticed that only a few patrons were there and of course three very intimidating-looking Bouchet men. Before she even got to the table, they looked up and smiled.
Hot damn, it was as if she got smacked in the face with a sheet of heat. Every part of her body came alive. Jacque stood up and then Mike and Tye.
“Hello, Lina.” Jacque called her by her nickname, and Mike and Tye looked a bit taken aback by it.
She placed the platter on the table as the men looked her over.
“Hi, guys. Please sit down. Enjoy your appetizers.” As she turned to leave, Jacque grabbed her hand.
“Wait, sugar.” She paused and he placed his hand on her waist then leaned down and kissed her softly on the mouth. They locked gazes and he winked.
“I missed you,” he whispered. She felt her belly quiver, and then she looked at Tye and Mike. Their eyes glistened with interest and she stepped back and rubbed the palms of her hands on her apron.
“Can I get you anything else?”
“You,” Mike whispered, or at least she thought he said that. Maybe it was her imagination because she looked at him, and he just stared at her then gave her body the once-over.
“We’re good, sugar. Thank you,” Tye said and touched her hip.
She heard a commotion coming from the front door, and when she turned to look, she saw Jerry, Elle, Eloi, and Johnny. They saw her, and Jerry walked over to her quickly. Her gut clenched, and she knew that something was wrong. Elle clasped her hand and dragged her back toward the kitchen with Jerry right behind her. “Angelina, have you heard from Vera?” Elle asked.
She shook her head.
“You haven’t gotten any text messages from her or calls?” Jerry asked.
“No, what’s going on?”
“Can you check your cell phone?” Jerry asked her as Ellena and Illeanna met Johnny and Gustave by the door to the kitchen.
Angelina pulled out her bag and took out her cell phone. “No. Nothing. What’s going on? Tell me.”
“Oh God, Vera’s missing. Her parents have been calling all over town. The police are involved.”
“She didn’t return to your apartment last night or this morning?” Angelina asked.
Elle shook her head.
“Maybe she’s still with the guy she left with?” Angelina asked as Jacque, Mike, and Tye entered the kitchen, too.
“No. There’s more. Oh God, Angelina.” Elle turned toward Jerry, and he hugged her as she cried.
Angelina looked at Eloi, and he placed his hand on her shoulder.
“Her shoes and purse were found on the side of the road, a block from the club you ladies were at last night?”
“And, what do you think that means?”
“There was blood on them and there was a report of two witnesses who heard a woman screaming and trying to get out of a Porsche,” Eloi explained.
Angelina remembered Elle saying something about a
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