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Being so used to routine probably wasn’t a good thing. That was what Shyla decided later that night. Her trio usually came back for dinner and then went to the club again. With the auditions preventing them from returning for dinner, she didn’t have any distractions to keep her busy. The when kept her pacing; first in front of the fireplace and then out on the terrace.
The night air didn’t calm her down. She couldn’t tell which was making her edgier, not knowing when Score would come back or Stan’s funeral. The alert she’d gotten came from the funeral directors. Mick hadn’t let her know, but she couldn’t blame him for that. He’d asked for a way to get in touch with her and she hadn’t provided one.
Shyla seriously doubted he’d have been kind enough to extend an invitation even if he d
