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were tough?” Cyndi hoped poking a little fun would relax the older woman some. It worked.
    “Don’t you know it, little girl. Ol’ Roxy Feathers is a tough old bird. I just don’t care much for the broken bones and needles. Ya know what I mean?”
    Cyndi laughed despite the pain still shooting through her body. “Yeah, Roxy, I know what you mean. Oh, damn! I meant to ask Johnny about the cops again. I’ll catch him on my way out.”
    “He don’t know nothing.”
    “I wish it wasn’t dark outside. I would love to get a look at the alley.”
    “For what?” Roxy demanded, her response catching Cyndi a little off guard.
    “I don’t know. Evidence of some sort? Blood maybe.”
    “You really need to leave well enough alone, girl. You gonna be asking for trouble if you start poking your nose around.”
    Cyndi shot the other woman a questioning look, but the older woman wouldn’t meet her eye. “What sort of trouble?”
    Roxy snorted. “Who knows, Liberty? This ain’t the sort of place you go askin’ a lot of questions, is all.”
    They finally reached the dressing room. Cyndi dropped into her chair and started immediately removing her heavy makeup, trying to think of a way to explain her injury to Jason. Roxy’s slip and fall idea was as good as any, and it was true, in part. She did fall, even if she was helped to the ground by the drunk dude. It was hard to get a lie by Jason, best to keep it as close to the truth as possible.
    “I don’t see how, Roxy. No one knows what happened to Jade. Maybe she decided to go home.”
    “Then why you wantin’ to poke around out back lookin’ for blood?”
    Cyndi hesitated. She wanted to tell Roxy what she had seen and heard the week before, but in all honesty, she wasn’t certain the other woman could be completely trusted. Cyndi still had a family to think about. After a moment of hesitation, she opted to keep the mysterious figure and the frightened cat to herself. At least for the time being.
    “I don’t know. I guess too many years living with a cop has rubbed off on me. Everyone is a suspect, and everyone else is a victim. You know how it is.”
    “No, I don’t suppose I do.” Roxy’s tone had suddenly turned hard, catching Cyndi off guard. The small room grew even smaller as the tension grew thicker. As quickly as it came on, it was gone. Roxy was busy flitting around, twirling her boa; she was a confusing woman.
    “I’ve got to get out there. Lola’s run is nearly over.”
    When she was gone, Cyndi sat alone for a bit, thinking. She had completely forgotten about Lola; she had been tight with Jade. She could know something about the young woman disappearing.
    As if on cue, Lola entered the dressing room in her coconut bra and grass skirt, which had been arranged so that her long, tan legs were visible between the blades of grass. Lola was part Hawaiian, and part Filipino, and was absolutely gorgeous with dark, long curls that fell to the backs of her knees. The guys loved her sexy hula dances, as well as her part gymnastic, part dance routines. Lola could bend and twist her lithe frame in ways that Cyndi only ever dreamed about.
    “How are you, Cyndi? That fall looked horrible!” Lola’s obvious distress over Cyndi’s injury was offset by the gentle lilting tones of her voice. When Lola spoke, it was so calming that Cyndi could almost imagine the gentle waves caressing the shores of Maui, under a picture perfect blue sky, disturbed only by the occasional wispy white cloud.
    “I’ll be fine. Just need to take it easy for a few days, I guess.”
    “Rafael threw that loser out on to his okole ! That’s Hawaiian for buttocks , in case you didn’t know.” Lola offered a rare smile that added a twinkle to her chocolate eyes.
    Cyndi chuckled. She couldn’t recall one time she had ever heard the younger girl cuss. Hearing the other woman say buttocks like it was a dirty word made her day. “You couldn’t be more adorable if you tried, Lola. And I