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"Jack Morrison Hey, you wouldn’t happen to be related to Gaylord Morrison, the owner of the hotel, would you?" Russell asked as he pulled out onto the strip

Dean, Mike, and To funny?"

Jack buckled his belt and sat back "That would be reat, a shut-off notice" Jessica Mann placed the highlighted water bill on the top of her pile with a grunt Looking around the tiny break room of the twenty-four-hour diner she worked in proved just as bleak a view as her future She really did need to raveyard shift waitress orked with her, poked her head through the door and said, "You’re up A party of four just sat on twelve"

Jessie glanced at her watch and saw that it entyThe after-bar croould soon start strolling in for black coffee and a place to sober up before their trek back hos were the worst The truly stupid actually thought they could grab a cup of joe and stillher bills into her purse, Jessie stepped out of the break roo the kitchens from the service counter, and proceeded to table twelve With any luck, one of the four people in the party would be sober enough to rehter reet her customers

Two faces peeked over open aze as she approached

"Whew, hey, darlin’ Are you our waitress tonight?" a dishwater blond sitting on the end of the booth asked With his question, the other men at the table lowered their menus to look at her

A quick assessment told Jessie that the yahoos at the table were definitely cohts from the state of their five o’clock shadows

Dishwater flashed his white teeth and a little-boy smile The man to his left elbowed him in his side "Pay no attention to Dean He hasn’t been sober for three days"

"You’re one to talk, Mikey" These words ca a baseball cap and at least two days of stubble on his chin

"Jack is the only one remotely sober," Mikey said

Yep, definitely a party crowd