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situation. Starting with my phone. God, I’d never wanted to get a drunk call from Blaise more than I did in that first moment I couldn’t get one. It didn’t matter now. None of it did. And really, as much as I seemed to enjoy claiming all responsibility for Blaise’s actions, I was just an innocent bystander watching a train wreck I had no way of stopping. Even if part of me felt like I had set it into motion, the reality was, it had been stuck on this track for the last decade already.
                  When the car finally stopped in front of the night club, I threw my wallet at the driver and ran inside leaving all of my stuff behind with my money and ID.  The bar had closed over an hour ago, but there was bound to be someone left inside.
                  I banged on the doors for several minutes and then, “What the hell?”
                  “I’m sorry, but I’m looking for someone. It’s important. Blaise Nolan, did he come in here tonight?”
                  The guy in the doorway stared me up and down for a minute. “Listen honey, we don’t make a habit of disclosing our guest list to people. Our clientele just wouldn’t appreciate it.”
                  He went to close the door again but I slid my foot in before he could. “You don’t understand. I’m his manager. I was here with the whole band last night.” Then realizing that I was getting nowhere I switched gears, ”Fine, never mind. What about Melanie, is she here tonight?” It was the scary red head. If Blaise was unraveling, he’d be going for maximum destructing and she’d be right up his alley.
                  “You know Mel?”
                  “Yeah. She around or what?” I was really getting tired of being in limbo. He either needed to let me in or direct me to the next place.
                  “Took off earlier. But her roommate’s here. Hold on.” He turned his head inside and called out, “Perry. There’s someone here looking for Mel.”
                  Perry was a leggy blonde who was probably just slightly less scary than Melanie. And I didn’t scare easy. But the size of her fake breasts about to jump out at me from her mini sized shirt was enough to make me want to run and hide.
                  “How do you know Mel?” She wasn’t exactly friendly either. Of course it probably would have helped if I had been equipped with a big dick.
                  “I know she was hanging out with Blaise Nolan last night. Pretty sure he’s with her right now and I need to find him.”
                  Perry gave me a dirty look. “Why? Maybe you should mind your own damn business. What, you his girlfriend or something, because I got bad news for you sweetie, he’s been a very bad boy.” She seemed to really enjoy taunting me, except it wasn’t working.
                  “I’m not his fucking girlfriend you dumb bitch, I’m his manager. And if he isn’t on his goddamn tour bus in the next sixty minutes, it’s taking off without him. He won’t be too happy when he finds out I came here to get him and you told me to get lost.” I spun on my heel and went to storm off.
                  “Wait." She took several steps after me. “I can’t leave yet or I’d take you there myself, but let me get you the address.”
                  Two minutes later I was back in the cab handing Bertie, my driver – we were starting to bond at this point – the cocktail napkin Perry had used to write her address on. Thankfully, her apartment building was just a few roads down and so it wasn’t long before I was hammering on another front door.
                  “Who the fuck are you?” Scary Red.
                  “I’m here for Blaise. Where is he?”
                  “What are you, his wife?” She was blocking the door with