Chapter Sixty Four
By the time she got home, Mandal was one very contented and happy gal.
It was about noon and as she entered JASON’S, bike in tow, still no staff had arrived, which was not unusual as matters tended to be.
Once through the door and like a wet Labrador, she shook off the rain, peeled off her rain gear and hung it on a hook to dry. Looking around the club, she saw that it had been semi- decorated; nothing to gaudy as she instructed Jimmy to do so.
Her eyes sparkled at what she had transformed from nothing. Glistening, gay streamers were strung across the rafters and everything, from the bars glasses and bottles, to the dance floor, to the lounge areas to her right looked immaculate and she thanked her lucky stars she had a manager like her Jimmy.
Satisfied with what sh
