Thursday and Friday passed me by without a whisper of Adam's name. Tommy Craig went out for dinner with my father and Marc and I was invited along with Tommy's youngest son. I floated through work keeping busy, and engaging with clients. Zoe beamed into conversations about Danny, and Chris was planning the night out on Saturday.
Soon Saturday was upon us and work in the salon was over for the day. I had tried to not think about Adam, I had not seen nor heard from him since Sunday, and only seen Damien and Danny at the pool hall.
"Okay," Ben spoke firmly as the bar staff stood by the bar and the security staff were being briefed in the booths upstairs. "Tonight is gonna be busy we have VIP's booked in, hen parties and early Christmas parties. So there is probably going to be loads of pr
