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“It’s three, and Killian’s waiting. Let’s fucking go.”
“We just finished the paperwork, so she was—” Sloane said but never got to finish.
“Yeah, well, she starts at three. She ain’t getting paid to sit in your office and hang out.”
What the hell?
Sloane squinted, and her face shaded to a deep red. She looked as though she was seconds away from losing her shit. That was the last thing Dahlia wanted and quickly rushed toward the door, hoping to deescalate the situation.
“I’m sorry about that.” Dahlia smiled and pointed toward the hallway. “I’ll go the bar right now.”
Rod scowled and stepped out of her way. She rushed down the long hallway, unaware she was being followed, until she reached the main floor. She was halfway to the bar when she felt a tight grip on her forearm, and she halted, spinning around. Rod was only a foot away. He released his hold but continued to send a hateful glare when he spoke.
“You missed the orientation, so let me fucking summarize it for you. Don’t talk directly to Trey, Rogue, or any of their security. If you have a problem, a concern, a complaint, or you just want to express a little gratitude—” He sharpened his gaze. “—keep it to yourself, and shut the fuck up. They don’t give a shit about you, your opinion, or your appreciation. Am I being clear, or do I need to fucking repeat it?”
This was the orientation speech? Dahlia forced a smile. “I understand.”
“Dahlia!”
She glanced over her shoulder to the man behind the bar. He smiled and waved her over. Without hesitating, she walked over, quickening her steps. She was eager to get away from Rod. Dahlia stopped opposite of the bartender.
“I’m Killian.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Yeah, you too. C’mon back.” He waved his arm, and she walked around to the side and behind the bar.
“Thanks for coming in early for me. I appreciate it.”
Killian cocked his brow and smiled playfully. “This gets me time and a half, so thank you.”
Dahlia chuckled. Killian was a breath of fresh air compared to Rod. He was friendly and welcoming. He gave her a tour of the entire club, noting the stations for the bars and servers. He was extremely thorough, answering all her questions.
He walked her to the door in the corner behind the bar. Dahlia stopped when she passed through. It was a decent sized stock room hidden from the rest of the club.
“This is basically the stock room for all the bars. Liquor, glasses, condiments. Anything we use at the bar, you’ll find in here.”
It was definitely convenient and smart. Killian walked to the other end of the stock room to another door. Dahlia peeked out. There was a staircase leading to the upper level and a hallway. From her tour, she knew it was where the kitchen had been and the back exit.
“When you clear the glasses, use this way to the kitchen.” Killian glanced over at the stairs. “That leads up to Trey and Rogue’s offices. It’s off-limits to all staff.”
Dahlia glanced up. “Got it.”
Killian walked her back to the bar and gave her a rundown of her duties. It was nothing she hadn’t done at every other job.
“I know what you’re thinking, ‘It’s easy shit, probably be bored off my ass half the time.’”
That was exactly what she was thinking.
Killian smirked with a sharp nod. “Just wait. It’s fast-paced, a lot to juggle, and being the main bar, it’s always busy. But you’ll get the hang of it, I’m sure.” He glanced over her shoulder and pointed at a woman rounding the bar. “Misti, this is Dahlia. She’s working with us tonight.”
Dahlia turned and smiled. “Hey.”
Misti looked her over, and her brows knitted. “Right. Brand new barback in training is working the busiest bar in the club on her first night. Yeah, that makes sense.”
Wow, okay.
Dahlia glanced up at Killian, who seemed to be fighting against a smile.
