Shadow:Satan's Fury: Memphis Chapter(10)

By: L. Wilder

“Yeah. That’s where they get you.” I giggled. “It’s all just a sham.”

“Exactly!” He laughed. “I’m Jason, by the way.”

“Hi, Jason. I’m Alex.”

“It’s nice to meet ya, Alex.”

Just as he was putting my gift in a bag, a young woman came out of the back room and walked over to us with a friendly smile. She stood beside Jason for a moment, and then gave him a nudge. “Since she’s new to the area, you should invite her down to Newman’s.”

Jason rolled his eyes at her, then turned his attention back to me. As he handed me my change, he asked, “You ever been to Newman’s?”

I shook my head. “Can’t say that I have.”

With a chuckle under his breath, he replied, “They have really great music. It’s down on Sycamore. You should come check it out sometime.”

“Oh, okay. I might just do that.”

I’d barely gotten the words out of my mouth, when the young woman added, “We’ll be there later tonight with a few friends. There’s a new band coming into town, and word is they’re pretty good.”

“Sorry. This is my sister, Daphne. She can be pretty obnoxious about stuff,” Jason sighed. “You might as well say you’ll come; otherwise, she’ll never let it go.”

“Obnoxious? You’re calling me obnoxious? You’re the one who throws a tantrum whenever you miss Westworld or can’t find your favorite lighter.”

“Okay. Pushy.”

“Well, I’m only pushy when I know I’m right,” she answered defensively.


She finally turned her attention back to me and asked, “So, can you make it?”

I studied the two of them as I tried to decide if they could be trusted, and then Jason gave me one of those smiles that made my doubts fade away. While I felt no attraction towards him whatsoever, he seemed like someone I would like to get to know. I was still a little apprehensive but answered, “Yeah, I think I can work it out.”

“Great,” she replied excitedly. “We’ll save you a spot.”

I left the boutique feeling excited about my plans for the evening, but by the time I made it back to the apartment, I started to have second thoughts. It had been so long since I’d had a friend my own age, and I was worried that I’d just end up making a fool of myself. Thankfully, at the time, Hallie was there to convince me that I was overthinking things and to put myself out there. She even helped me pick out an outfit and paid for my cab over to Newman’s.

I was a nervous wreck when I walked inside, but as soon as I located Jason and made my way over to him and his friends, we immediately all started talking and laughing. They made me feel like I was one of their crew. It had been almost six years since that night, and since then, we’d become the best of friends. I quickly learned that Jason and I had a great deal in common. Not only had his mother died several years earlier, he and his father weren’t exactly on good terms. After spending several years in jail for embezzling from a local bank, his dad was never the same, and Jason did his best to steer clear of him. While I didn’t tell him all the details of my past, he knew that I understood the pain he and his sister had gone through. When Hallie died, I don’t know what I would’ve done without them. I’d probably still be in that apartment crying and wallowing in my heartbreak if they hadn’t been there to help me get back on my feet.

Since one of my only two employees quit unexpectedly, I’d been spending most of my time at work, trying to pick up the slack. Jason had been on me for weeks to take a break, so I wasn’t surprised when he called and said, “Newman’s at nine.”

Hearing the excitement in his voice, I replied, “What? Why? What’s going on?”

“The Smoking Guns are in town!”

It had become Jason’s mission to stay on top of all the new, upcoming bands that came through town, and we were usually right there beside him, making our own predictions about their future fate while we listened. It had become a tradition of sorts, so it wasn’t unexpected when Jason called everyone in the crew to meet him down at the bar. “Wow. So, they’re going to be at Newman’s tonight?”

“Are you even listening to me?”

His voice was filled with frustration, and it was hard not to get tickled. “Yes, Jason. I’m listening, but you’re really not telling me anything.”

“I’ve said all you need to know,” he snickered. “Get your ass down to Newman’s at nine and wear something cool.”

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