#Chapter 56 – Dinner Party

Andre barks my name, breaking me from my thoughts, and I have to skitter across the bar to help him dismantle a couple of booths and set up a table for sixteen. “God,” I murmur, carrying one end of a heavy bistro table back into the service room, “I thought I was like…ornamental.” “We’re all ornamental,” Andre mutters, carrying the other end, more frantic than I’ve seen him before, “until the boss comes. And then we’re all expendable.” We put the table down and I huff for breath as Andre reaches for me, putting a hand on my shoulder. “Do I need to explain to you, Bambi, how big of a deal tonight is?” “No,” I say, raising my eyebrows at him and reaching back to lift my hair off my sweaty neck. “No, I’ve had…run-ins with Romano before. I get the severity of the situation.” “Good,” he says, nodding. “Everyone on point tonight. I’m counting on you.” And I smile at him, pleased to be needed, and he smiles back. “Damn it I hope you make it here, Bambs,” he murmurs as we head back into t