As I slide out of the car, I stare at the text I fired off to my stepmom on the way to the club.

Emily: Timothy and Dad are buying Wicked? WTF???

Deciding it's a little harsh, I add one more.

Emily: Safe travels from Dallas tomorrow. Can't wait to see you all.

I pocket the phone and trip into the back entrance of BLUE, shoving aside the million questions that feel as if they can't wait until Haley and my dad arrive tomorrow.

I come face-to-face with a shark.

It takes a moment to realize it's mounted on the wall.

"Watch out, Manatee," comes a familiar voice from the...