Chapter 210: Chapter 210: NOTHING TO OFFER: FLYNN

Chicago weather was cold and rainy - perfect for my dark mood. Once we were in the car Lee called Jeff, set his cell on the hands-free, and pulled out of the airport as the call connected.

"Hello there, buddy. Whazzup, Lee?" Jeff said, in a sing-song voice.

"You know that chick you brought to the gig the other night in New York?"

"I didn't bring anyone. You got the wrong guy, Lee. I'm a happily married man."

"Are you fucking with us, Jeff? This is Flynn - who did you bring to the gig? I need her name," I said, as I butted into the conversation, impatiently.

"And I'm telling you, Flynn, I never brought anyone to your gig," he snapped back.

"You were talking to a girl as I came off stage. She wasn't with you?"

"She said she was there with you," he replied, sounding surprised.

"With me?" I asked in an incredulous tone.

"Yeah, and she had one of your backstage passes, boss. I checked out the serial number with Alison to make sure it wasn't a fake," he admitted.