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i got out my cell phone

I got out my cell phone and searched for the Wynn’s number. Then I retreated to Killian’s now-vacant bedroom (I could tell it was his by the lingering stench of pot smoke), found the telephone by the bed, steadied my trembling nerves, and dialed.

After the main switchboard directed me to the front desk, a man’s voice answered on the first ring. He sounded moderately young, maybe mid- to late twenties.

“This is the Wynn Hotel in Las Vegas, how may I help you?”

“Hello, I’m calling on behalf of Miles Sumner, the manager for the band Bigger. The lead singer, Derek Kane, is staying at your hotel, and we need to messenger over some contracts for him to sign immediately and send right back with the delivery man. Could you give me his room number, please?”

There was a pause.

Then –

“Derek Kane?”

As in, Really? Derek Kane is staying at our hotel?

For the first time, I felt like I might actually have a shot.

Then his voice dropped back down a notch to normal. “I’m sorry, but we can’t give out t
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Myzz Joey
This is just too much from Derek… too much heartbreak ...
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