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cops are out there talking to Jonet?”
    Roxy let out a snort. “Don’t you be fuelin’ that boy’s fantasy of being a queen. He is one awful lookin’ lady!”
    “Come on, Roxy, he looks adorable.”
    “You got to be blind or high, little lady, if you be thinkin’ Johnny looks anything like adorable!”
    Cyndi worked a comb and some hairspray into her blonde hair, teasing it into an over-zealous bouffant. “So? Why were the cops in here?”
    “You didn’t hear ’bout Jade?”
    Cyndi stopped what she was doing and turned to face Roxy, who was digging through her oversized purse. The other woman pulled out a pack of Lucky Strikes and started banging the box against her other palm absently.
    “No, what about Jade?”
    “She’s gone.”
    “What do you mean ‘gone’? Like she moved?”
    “Nope.” Roxy tore at the cellophane on the pack of cigarettes.
    “Come on, Roxy, don’t be coy. What happened to Jade?”
    Pulling a cigarette from the pack, Roxy rested it between her lips as she attempted to light it. Her two-inch fake nails made the act nearly impossible. Cyndi admired the detailed handiwork of swirls and stars that graced Roxy’s nails, but she was still impatient to hear what happened to the young dancer who usually also worked Friday nights.
    When Cyndi couldn’t stand watching her anymore, Roxy managed to get the cigarette lit. She took a long drag before speaking through the haze of exhaled smoke. “She disappeared. No one knows what happened to her. Left here right after you did last week, and that was the last anyone has heard of her.”
    An image of a shadowy figure with something tossed over its shoulder flashed into Cyndi’s mind. Gooseflesh broke out all over her bare arms.
    “You say she disappeared last Friday night?”
    “Sure thing, sugah. Ain’t no one seen hide nor hair of her since.”
    “Maybe she went back home finally?”
    “I don’t think so. Nope, I think she’s just gone. Poor little thing.”
    “Hey! Lady Liberty! You’re on in two!” Johnny’s voice echoed down the hall from the bar. At least the cops had to be gone if he was calling for her.
    Slipping into her red heels, she double checked her makeup. “I got to get on stage, Roxy, but we’ll talk more before I leave.”
    “Ain’t nothin’ else to tell, sugah. Jade is gone as gone can be, and I bet she ain’t never gonna be back. Why do you think the cops was here?”
    “Liberty! Let’s roll!” Johnny bellowed down the hall again.
    “I’m coming!” she yelled back as she waved to Roxy and took off toward the main stage. “So much for staying in character, Jonet .”
    Johnny patted down his red wig and smoothed the slinky fabric of his dress. She stepped up to the door to the back of the stage. “I am in complete charge of my character, doll. You don’t think a lady with all this hair would be shy, do you?”
    “Johnny, I really don’t know how you pull it off in a dress like that. Things should be bulging, you know?”
    Johnny laughed and tapped his crotch with a long, fake fingernail painted in the exact pink of his dress. “Name of the game is tuck and roll, doll. Tuck and roll.”
    “That sounds awfully painful to me, Johnny.”
    “The name’s Jonet today, doll. Now get on out there and shake a little booty like you just don’t care!”
    Johnny pulled the stage door open. Strains of Mötley Crüe’s “Girls, Girls, Girls” filled the bar.
    “Oh, Johnny, why were…”
    “ Li-ber-ty! Li-ber-ty! Li-ber-ty!” The chant grew louder as Mötley Crüe kicked up the guitar riffs.
    “Later, baby! They’re calling your name!”
    Cyndi sashayed her way onto the stage, making sure her tassels were spinning. The crowd cheered, and she turned on the charm. That first moment out on stage was always such a rush. Thoughts of Jade, and murder, and kidnappings disappeared. Lady Liberty had some assets to shake.
    The sound system belted out Def Leppard’s “Pour Some Sugar on Me , ” and Cyndi