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Chapter 11: Grace Newman
Additional Security Needed by the Pool
The Day of the Wedding
I land in Vegas with literally no plan. I don't really know what I'm thinking or why in my right mind I thought this was a good idea. Maybe I’m not in my right mind, but I'm here now, and there's no turning back.
Well, except…I mean, there is technically a way to turn back. I could always just buy a ticket and go back home.
But I don't think I can do that without taking my shot here.
And speaking of shots, the two I took on the plane did little to calm my nerves, so once we get off the plane, I stop at the first bar and order myself another one.
And then…I'm not quite sure what happens next, so I send a text.
Except drafting said text is a bit of a challenge.
Me: I’m in Vegas and I’d love to see you! [red heart emoji]
Backspace.
[smiley face emoji]
Backspace backspace backspace.
Me: Where did you say Grayson’s bachelor party is taking place?
It sounds too weird to ask that out of the blue.
I pull up a browser and search for some cat memes, but I think I’ve sent him all the good ones.
I sigh. I need to figure this out quick so I can get the heck out of this airport.
Backspace backspace backspace.
Me: Hope you're having fun at your brother’s big bachelor party week.
I wait a beat, wondering if he’s going to respond and what the hell I was thinking when I decided to fly here without telling him—or anybody, for that matter.
His reply comes a minute later.
Spencer: It’s been…something. Lol. It’s good to hear from you.
Me: Where did you say the party is?
I’m not sure if he ever did say, but this is my chance to go find him and clue him in on what I know.
Spencer: At the Palms. I guess it has some meaning for Grayson and Ava. Right now, I’m at a pool party.
I don't reply as I pull up the Uber app to find a car that'll take me to the Palms.
This is bananas. It's so not me to fly across the country with some ridiculous plan that's never going to work…except maybe it will work.
The only way failure is guaranteed is if I never take the shot.
It feels like centuries pass by the time my car pulls up in front of the hotel. I was too nervous to reply to Spencer, and besides, what would I even say? I flew here to come see you sounds desperate, even if it's the truth. So…I guess I’ll just show up and tell him that in person since that’s not desperate at all.
He said he's at the pool, so I stop at guest services to check my suitcase then wander through the casino as I follow the signs out toward the pool. I didn't pack a swimsuit for this impromptu trip, so I'm stuck in the jeans and T-shirt I wore here.
