Bradley grabbed Emanuel's arm. "What's going on here?"
"It's just a casual get-together. We wanted you and Angela to join in on the fun," Emanuel replied quickly.
Bradley raised his chin. "And what about her? What's she doing here?"
Emanuel raised an eyebrow. "Angela's right here. You're not thinking of playing with Bluella, are you?"
"Playing? I'm dead serious!" Bradley glared at him. "Who contacted her?"
"I'm not sure." Emanuel's voice sounded a little sluggish, clearly having had a few drinks. "When I arrived the day before yesterday, I heard them say that a cellist was coming today. I didn't ask who brought her."
Angela narrowed her eyes. "Well, you can ask, can't you?"
Emanuel agreed, "No problem. What does Angela want to know?"
Angela thought carefully before replying, "Ask
