4
A LITTLE HIGH
At the top of the stairs, Jo turns me to face her. “Chérie, I need to feed. Will you be all right for a while? I can send Louis or Niall to you.”
“Don’t be silly. I’ll be fine. Don’t give me that look. Really. I mean it. Go, take your time.” I shoo her with my hands.
She kisses me, then turns to Victor and Stan, who bow to her. “No one enters except Louis or Niall.” They bow again and she moves so fast I don’t see her go. She’s just there, then she isn’t.
Shaking my head, I turn to them. “So, Vic, Stan, who takes over for you two tonight?”
Stan bobs his head at me. “The same team you have here each night, Miss Libby. Antoine and Michael. You may have seen them around, but you haven’t had a need to meet them, yet. If you want, I will have them summoned.”
I wave him of
