Chapter Three
Ryan’s
Frank started to rise, then smiled and sat down again. “Before your pretty wife gets what she’s so hot for, I think the three of us ought to have a drink in a place where there’s some action. Right, Billy?” He leaned across the table grinning at me.
I began to object, “No, Frank, I think we...”
He interrupted, “I want to give the guys down at Ryan’s a look at my new little piece, you know.” He laughed and pulled Lisa close to him. The familiar way he touched her as if she actually belonged to him was driving me crazy. “Going to show the boys that old Frank is doing Okay, ain’t we babe?”
“I...I...I’d rather,” Lisa began.
“Nobody gives a s**t what you’d rather,” he said evenly. “Right, Billy?” I didn’t answer. “We had a good thing started. Let’s not lo
