Chapter 11

“No strippers?” Kerry shook her head at the other three women. “If Delia were here, she’d side with me.”

“She finally got the inspector out at her new place—no way was she missing that for a mani-pedi. And it would still be two against three,” Fiona said, beaming smugly.

“My disappointment, it is deep,” Kerry replied gravely. “It’s like you all have lost your will to live.”

“Maybe we’ve just lost our will to drive several hours to see men disrobe in front of a room full of women,” Fi shot back, smiling even more sweetly.

“You all can go if you want to,” Alex said hastily. “I just—” She shrugged. “I’m good with the hot, naked guy I already have.”

“Nobody likes a spoiled winner,” Kerry said, but she was giving Alex a high-five as she did so.

Fiona groaned and clapped her hands over her eyes. “Bad images, bad images. I’m happy for you, but seriously, consider the audience.”

Kerry rolled her eyes and slung an arm around Fi’s shoulders and pulled her in for a side hug. “That reaction is pr