Chapter 3 The paper in his pocket felt like rocks. Not for the first time in the past week, David wished he could get rip-roaring drunk before heading down to play. The only thing that stopped him was knowing Kate’s suspicions would escalate from just wondering what was going on with him to being absolutely certain. He didn’t want her worried about him. Even if he was worried himself. In all the years he’d performed in Chicago, he’d never once received a black hand. Now he had two, burning a hole in his pocket. He’d never been important enough to extort money from, but apparently, his lifestyle had changed enough in the past two weeks to put him in a different league now. The first had come after his fourth show. He, Jimmy, and Vince had been waiting for Kate to freshen up. Jimmy had in