I went to the bar the next night, driving the Dart and wearing a suit. "Amanda! Get your skinny ass out here!"

She peeked out of the kitchen, fear on her face.

I gentled my tone. "Come on, Babydoll. I just want to talk."

She eased out into the bar, looking like she was ready to run any second. I had already talked to Sam and Helen, so they knew what I was going to do.

"Sam, tell her she's fired."

Her face went pale and Helen laughed.

"Just for tonight, hon. You still have your job."

"That's right. You're still employed, just not tonight. Tonight we're going out. First...